So this was what it felt like to take a life...
So this was what it felt like to have power, even if only the tiniest, most insignificant amount.
He raised his hand and looked at the red marks the wrench’s nonslip rubber grip had left on his palm. Then he slowly clenched his fist.
It wasn’t enough.
Not nearly enough.
The game had begun. Or rather, the first piece had been played in a deadly game of chess he’d been forced into. And the one moving the pieces... Lin Shuo looked up at the faint outline of the brightly lit wealthy district on the other side of the city. The chill in his eyes was colder than the autumn rain.
He was no longer a pawn forced to wait for fate to pass judgment on him.
He was Lin Shuo.
He was the Host of the “Plunder System.”
He was a new piece in this bloody game, one that had just learned how to move... Or perhaps, one day, the player who moved the pieces?
