On the brink of death, Sylvie touched a piece of black wood.
A magical piece of wood that could grant her one wish.
"I wish..."
Back then, she had no idea what price she would have to pay.
"...for all my enemies to die, right now, this instant, immediately, every last one of them."
*
Someone woke her up politely.
Sylvie: "I didn't die?!"
"That's right, ma'am. You're still alive."
Sylvie: "...Who are you?"
"Is this your 'kill them all' order?" The handsome blond CEO, with handsome written all over his face, said coolly, "Please settle the remaining balance. Thank you."
Sylvie: ...?
It took her three seconds to process the news that she was a million dollars in debt. She decided to look for a second wishing willow.
↓↓↓ "Reading Guide" ↓↓↓
◆ The heroes belong to you; the out-of-character characterization belongs to me.
◇ I don't believe the inspiration has run dry next door, so I'm writing a short what-if story to find my groove.
◆ The main setting is COD, and the pairing is with the little boss.
◇ The timeline and settings are all over the place, logic is dead, and there are personal interpretations and secondary settings. No personal attacks or disruptive comments. If it's not to your taste, please click away immediately. I hope you find a story you like soon.
Theme: You and I can never settle our debts, and I can't bring myself to do it.
