POV seo hwan
[THE HUNT CAN BEGIN]
- This role is very boring
Seo Hwan turned his head, his neck tilted slightly, as if observing a contemporary work of art whose meaning he didn't yet understand.
He, who had followed this group specifically to come and destroy their seemingly strong bond, found himself faced with a most surprising spectacle.
This man, for no apparent reason, stabbed his sidekick under the gaze of the other members present, disemboweling him without scruple, spurting his blood while he was still alive, his eyes rolled back, gurgling
Seo Hwan smiled a beautiful smile at this scene.
Here nothing holds us back, no more masks
The screams echoed in the distance
- I think we're not the only ones who started it.
- Who is this guy (French)
- Why He Smiles Like a Maniac (French)
- Hello, good evening, can I join you (Korean)
- Huh? What's he talking about?
- What do we do with him?
The language barrier turns all interactions into chaos, anyway in his eyes they didn't need to talk to each other to know that they had to be killed before being disemboweled in turn.
He walked towards the group, at first they ignored him, he didn't really seem like a threat to them, but one of them eventually approached him and kicked him away
- Go hide before we change our minds, he ordered (French)
My first move was to stab him in the stomach, I wanted to, the tips of my fingers tingled at the sensation, my blade turning his intestines inside out, it's so different from when you only see him
He gently placed his victim back on the ground and stroked her hair.
- Why are you... Smile, bastard..., he moaned before closing his eyes.
- Sorry, I think I misunderstood, judging by your faces, I guess I did something wrong, sorry, Seo Hwan affirmed
Half the group fell back, but the rest rushed at me
- So much honor for one man, I'm flattered, Seo Hwan said.
He advanced on the group and positioned himself in such a way that they were forced to come to him one by one, he stabs the first one in the throat and uses his body to protect himself from the blows of the second one, he doesn't give him time and advances on him, gouges out his eyes and throat, the last one backs away and collapses to the ground completely paralyzed, he advances towards him with his knife covered in blood and..., they hold out their hand with a big friendly smile
- You want to join me, Seo Hwan whispered
- …. I'm sorry, breathed the last one (French)
- Come on, I'll help you, Seo Hwan said, still smiling.
- ...
the last one finally reached out to him and got up with seo hwan's help
TRUCK!
Seo Hwan cuts open his skull through the temple and turns the blade in the opening like a crank on a toy car.
Didn't your mother ever tell you not to trust strange people you meet on the street?
BOUUUUUUUUUUUU
A sinister siren announces the end of this horror , finally? No, no one had stopped, this was no longer a game but rather a world war.
The minds are troubled, who is the wolf?, and if it is him and if it is him, no, it is perhaps him too, the villagers, who protects us, if they are all wolves, and if... and if... And if
Seo hwan didn't pay any attention to the rest of the group, to the weak, to those who had already given up, he felt nothing to torment them
He prefers to observe them.
Then, her eyes fell on him, only one that wasn't panicking, calm and distant, Ji-Yunwoo.
Seo Hwan felt a real curiosity towards this being, a new kind that he had to study.
He was at the height of excitement, he wasn't looking to win or survive, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity, of these things he so wanted to do but wasn't allowed to, now he didn't want to limit himself to his simple role as a "villager".
He wondered how far he could push his new obsession so that she could freely unleash herself.
- How are you different from me? Seo Hwan whispered to Ji-Yunwoo.
- Why when it's you who does it we acclaim him as a hero but if it's the others they are seen as cowards, the world is strange isn't it, others are loved without reason and others are nothing, breathed Seo Hwan with tears almost in his eyes
- You're writing poetry now, Ji-yunwoo breathed.
Silence
- You don't seem worried, yet I killed all those people behind me, Seo Hwan breathed.
- Time is already up, Ji-yunwoo affirmed
- Really, but they still keep killing each other.
- What do you want from me, Ji-yunwoo breathed
- You and I are very similar.
INVESTOR OBSERVATION ROOM
A round room in the form of an oditoriom, plunged into semi-darkness, only the light from the screens in the center pierced this darkness, even within this world the hierarchy reigns, the "buyers", from the middle of the room to the top vast, the richest to the "poorest" of fortune, and above them a world inaccessible to mortals, the owners, a small but influential number, installed at the foot of this oditoriom, dominated their fellow men
But that evening, silence was the order of the day.
A being dressed in violet and wearing a sad, ornate mask, in the middle of the room, placed his glass
- I bet 10,000 more coins on this seo hwan, he lives up to my expectations
A woman in a gray silk robe burst into a short, heartless laugh.
- A butcher for "10,000 coins" You have the gift of spoiling the fun for others, I paid to see people terrified and paralyzed by the fear of dying, I hate the way you interfere in the game
- So push them towards danger, 1 million coins to eliminate this Seo Hwan, said a third
A fourth, younger-looking buyer, his eyes fixed on the screen, murmured
- He is very naive, I prefer him to the others, he will be amusing.
Silence
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