After instructing the other officer to lay down Velvet's tired body on the emergency makeshift tent, Morgan needed to talk with Sgt. Chris Briss, the two of them sit at the nearest bench, it's about his findings and maybe they can combine what they find to reach a new point.

"Damn… that hellish creature sure wreaks havoc here, and my clothes… do I need to feel grateful that my underwear didn't get burned?"

Morgan complained and even made a sarcastic comment, he looks like a beggar now, messy red hair, burned marks all over his body, and a white underwear.

Why do I need to care about his underwear? That's what Chris thought, but he just nodded his head to respect Morgan after all he did, he purposely cleared his throat and said.

"*Ahem*, so… Sir Morgan, it seems you know what happened to this building and who the perpetrator is, I assume?"

"Ah that's right, fortunately I caught a glimpse of the memories from that hellish creature, it turns out that thing is the wrath, the pure, raw emotion from one of the victims, his name…is Timothy, and thanks to him… I saw the perpetrator's face…did you have something so I could draw on it?."

"Hmm… I have a piece of paper here…wait, I'll fetch you a pencil."

How about fetching me a cloth first, Sir Chris. Morgan lampooned inwardly, Chris left Morgan sitting on the bench shivering in cold because he was just wearing an underwear, but he can't show it that he's in cold, he elegantly sits there with his hand supporting his chin.

Soon Chris come back with a pencil, then he hands it over to Morgan, who sits there elegantly, *ahem*, to protect my dignity, that's what's in Morgan's mind. Then he quickly makes a sketch of bald man with a scar on his face, his drawing is ugl- *ahem*, unbelievable, simple yet effective, that's what was in Morgan's mind again. A drawing of a circle, two dots, and a long line across that circle. After that, he proudly presents it to Chris.

"Here it is, the perpetrator's face."

Umm… I don't think that's a sketch of a person's face…*sigh* let's just hear his explanation about this. Chris tries really hard to be understanding of one artistic value, then he asks sir Morgan.

"Sir, what does this picture mean?"

"This is the face of a bald man with a scar on his face. Have you seen or known someone that look like this?"

Chris tries to remember a person that matches this description, and suddenly, he remembers that there is a person that matches the description. He was a criminal who used to do some robbery in the past. After that he suddenly went lay low, never doing any crime again, almost like he just disappeared.

"I think I know a bit about him, he is a criminal who used to do robbery in the Plaza area, his nickname is Lazy Crooks, because he always operates with his friends and they succeed multiple times, until one winter day, he got caught by a blacksmith owner he got a scar from that blacksmith owner, that was all I knew, I hope it help you with this information, Sir Morgan."

Morgan ponders for a moment, while rubbing his chin, suddenly he widens his eyes, he feels that all the pieces are connected now, then he looks at Sir Chris's eyes.

"Sir Chris… what if… and what if I tell you that before I got here, I was in their hideout, I was in the mastermind hideout of this whole case."

Chris got shocked, his face turned pale, his thick moustache trembled, beads of sweat started accumulating on his forehead, did I hear it right? Did sir Morgan go alone to meet the mastermind of this whole case in a half a day? That's what was in Chris ' mind as he lowered his head; this information is really crucial for the Kingdom Law Enforcer department.

"Shit… my hunch was correct… Sir Chris… their hideout is in the slum area on the rundown mansion… and there is a person there, who they refer as the Doctor, his name is-"

-*BANG*.

Time seems to slow down for a moment, as Morgan saw a bullet pierce through Chris head skull, a gruesome hole appeared on his side head, brain fluid and blood flowed through that hole. Morgan widen his eyes, he knew whose work is this, he was too careless, because of the hellish creature earlier he didn't expect there would be a person tailing him the whole time and waiting for this perfect moment, when he's already spent from handling the fire creature earlier and all the officer not guarding the area.

Morgan tried to heal Chris' wound with that light, a particle of light soon conjured on Morgan's palm, but it's futile. The bullet is a special bullet, the wound recovered but Chris didn't get saved, Sgt.Chris Briss has died.

Morgan clicked his tongue and cursed inwardly, Fuck… they got me… now they will pursue me, shit… I need to ditch from here.

Morgan jumps from his seat and shouts to everyone present. "AN AMBUSH!! EVERYONE LEAVE THIS PLACE ALL AT ONCE… SIR CHRIS IS DEAD, LEAVE THIS PLACE!!, DON'T LET HIS SACRIFICE IN VAIN."

Everyone saw sir Morgan running to the slums direction, while wearing an underwear, a white underwear. The police officers who saw sir Morgan with that ridiculous appearance, they want to laugh but they refrain from doing so, because there is an ambush here. Soon they all ran away from this place, helping those in emergency makeshift tents including Velvet to get the hell out of this place.

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The sky already turned yellowy-red, a footstep of a person can be heard through his ears, a footstep of a thousand people chasing after him, multiple gunshot nearly pierces his head skull as he dodges all of it. Currently, in the slum area, there is one person who is being hunted by everyone here, all the men from old and young chasing him, he is Morgan Jester running with his life on the line, while being half naked and wearing a white underwear.

Shit…They really went all out to silence me… where should I go… if I come back to the place full of people it will turn into chaos…kill them all? no... not when they are all swarming from all over the place… I need to search for a place to narrow them all.

Morgan scans the area in front of him, until he sees a big abandoned warehouse, without thinking much, he rushes to that big abandoned warehouse, soon all the people who are chasing him surround the whole building. Morgan is now trapped here like a mouse; many people giggle at him for his own stupidity.

"My, my, you can't run anymore nor hide, officer~."

"Knock, knock, is there an officer who lives here?"

"An inspector ranked officer~ come out and play~ our boss wants you dead, anyway~."

Their laughter and mocking could be heard from all over the building, Morgan met his dead end, while they got closer and closer and even shut closed the big warehouse building's steel door. Morgan lowered his head panting for breath while grabbing his knees in hunchback position. Then a bald man with a scar on his face appeared among the crowds, along with his friends, the Lazy Crooks is here.

"I'm sorry officer you knew too much, forgive me, but please become my stepping stone, TO ALL MY BROTHERS!!, IF WE KILL THIS INSPECTOR, THE BOSS WILL GIVE YOU A STABLE JOB, A CLOTHES TO WEAR, A WARM MEAL ON THE HARSH COLD WINTER AND A BETTER LIFE THAN THIS DOGSHIT LIFE."

"*HURRAAA!!!*"

After hearing the bald man speech, all the people shout out loud their enthusiasm almost like a war cry, the whole warehouse echoes their shout made them in high spirit, this is their chance, a chance to turn their whole life, to live a life like a normal person, they don't care if they need to spill some blood, a sacrifice is necessary if you want to get something in your life after all.

They look at the poor inspector who is gripping his knee now. Suddenly, he straightened his pose and looked at everyone present, a wide grin appeared on his face.

Everyone shuddered a little when they saw that. Is he insane? Did he finally lose it? Who on earth can make that kind of face when you are this close to death? That inspector is batshit crazy, we need to kill him immediately that's what everyone instinct told them.

But everyone hesitated, all of the sudden they feel fear, their hair rise up, they took a step back to watch the inspector moves more, but, unbeknownst to them, that inspector took a funny looking mask from out of nowhere, like he conjured it on his right hand, then he yelled to every single person in the warehouse.

"WHAT'S WRONG BITCHES? CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE?, WHY ARE YOU FIDGETING LIKE A FUCKING PUSSY NOW? AREN'T YOU HERE TO KILL ME? YOU BETTER DO IT SERIOUSLY!! AHH…THIS FEELING, I FINALLY FELT THIS, NOW I'M GONNA TAKE MY REVENGE TO ALL OF YOU, ESPECIALLY THAT BALD MOTHERFUCKER!!"

Everyone got trembled when they heard that inspector yelling at them, he is not trapped here with them, it's the opposite, they are trapped here with him. The inspector put on that funny mask and that funny mask turned his face into a skeleton face with burning flame on it, his whole body got enveloped with long majestic flame rob and dark hue soon enveloped that flame rob, then he picked up a crowbar lying around near him, that crowbar immediately turned into gigantic flame scythe. That inspector became a blazing grim reaper from hell.

"BURN!"

He swings that gigantic flame scythe horizontally, the front row people got sliced to two parts, strangely they are still alive, they can feel it the decapitated feeling and the burning sensation of their organs, it was beyond pain, they all whine and cried like a banshee, until they exhausted all their voices, finally they died pathetically.

"AHHH I'M SORRY AHHH MAKE IT STOP AHHH…OH GODDESS HELP ME AHHH"

"AHHH… DEVIL… HE IS A DEVIL..."

Their cry, their anguish despair voice, their beg of help, their scream, to make it worse the warehouse echoed their pained voice like some twisted psychopathic killer scene, it made the inspector become more energetic as he swung around that gigantic flame scythe like it was a toy.

"MORE... WHAT IS THIS? YOU NEED TO SUFFER MORE…I CAN'T LET YOU DIE PEACEFULLY, I'LL BRING HELL TODAY TO ALL OF YOU HERE!"

The bald man and his friends who watch that, weakly fell to the ground, their pants are wet, their eyes keep looking at that inspector as he sliced people body like a hot butter, they must be dreaming, yeah they must be dreaming, even the demons can't be that scary, that was not a human anymore, that was evil…an evil god… an evil god has descended here, to reap their soul, their sinful souls.

"K-kill him…s-shoot what are you doing?!"

The bald man ordered his friends to shoot at that mad blazing grim reaper who keeps slashing here and there, the people who got sliced is still alive while their body part turned into flaming tiny bits, the scene made the bald man friends failed to shoot, they can't shoot that being in the first place.

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Not even an hour has passed and all the thousand people who came here got turned into a wasteful trash, the smell of their organs got burned made the remaining people vomit. The remaining people are the bald man and his friends. Their trembling hands grab something inside their pocket.

"LIKE HELL I LET YOU DO THAT."

Unfortunately, Morgan blinks then snatches that thing from their hands, their face turns pale when Morgan does that, the bald man looks at Morgan figure who now looks intimidating, especially his face that was a skeleton face with burning flames, time seems to stop the moment Morgan lifts his hand, then he said.

"WHY DON'T YOU BECAME A VILLAIN LIKE YOU DID TO THAT ORPHANAGE, SO LONG CROOKS!"

"AHHHHHH!!"

Morgan's hand seems like pulling something from them, what else would he pull from them?, their eyes meet Morgan burning eye socket, their thought wondered for a second what will Morgan do to them, when they got nothing at this point, no, they have something, a thing so precious yet easily forgotten, it's their soul.

Morgan looks at the empty warehouse now, it was filled to the brim of people, but now it is all filled with burned remaining bits of the people that want to kill him earlier, the only intact dead body is this bald man with scar on his face. Morgan stumbles back and touches his head, his head feels dizzy all of the sudden, he sits at the floor to catch his breath, he goes back into his inspector Morgan appearance, messy red hair, burned marks all over the body and wearing a white underwear.

"Haah…. Haah…I delivered you, your justice, why don't you rest properly now? Timothy, my friend?"

The funny mask fell off from Morgan face, Morgan vaguely see a reflection of a young man with brown chestnut short wavy hair, a face so skinny that you can see the bone lines, his black eyes looks hollow, and his dried-up lips, he looks at the funny mask then he bitterly smiled.

"I…can't rest now…I committed a sin, I should've prevented that incident… I should've become stronger so they don't dare to come back again…I let all of it happen."

"What are you talking about, you are a great guy… I saw your memories, and knew what others thought about you. You make them smile, laugh, and be happy. You are already strong, people give you ridiculous names yet you smile at them like it's just some trivial matter. You have the brightest talent that I wish I could have. People may call you Timothy, the clown, but to me you are Timothy, the true hero."

Timothy widened his eyes and shed his tears when he heard Morgan word, his whole body became translucent, his time is near to an end.

"I… wish I could've met you much earlier…tell me... is Conny something you come up with at the moment when I'm in wrath of flame state?"

Morgan looked at Timothy, Timothy's whole body turned bright to the point, it was almost blinding. With a smile on his face, Morgan said.

"No, it's my true name, I'm the real Conny."

"I see... you truly one of the mightiest heroes… I have something for you Conny…I really hope you truly became the symbol of justice and hope in real life…O mightiest hero…"

Timothy's body turned into particles of light, then those particles of light surge into Morgan's body. Morgan felt something happening in his body, no, he felt a great pain inside him, his soul got tampered with something, a soul of another being.

Something… it's his soul… why did you do this…

Soon Morgan rolled around the warehouse floor, grabbing his head, as memories flooded into his mind, memories from Timothy who got abandoned and being left on the front of the orphanage, all his wishes, dreams, future, past got swallowed by Morgan's soul.

When Morgan thought it's finally ended, other memories floods again, this time from a person called Mother Roselyn, an orphan thanks to the impact of the war between Welsterven and Rashmol kingdom, Morgan saw all of it, the day she pledges herself to her goddess, Morgan heard clearly the pledge, suddenly the image of Mother Roselyn overlapped with a mysterious figure doing something, that person seems to be making a pledge in the middle of the night. Morgan heard that pledge which sounds sacred and religious.

I pledge myself, upon my honor, to be loyal to my...

After hearing that pledge, suddenly a loud ringing sound blast through Morgan ears, that loud ringing sound made Morgan ears bleed, he closed his ears and rolled on the ground again, then the terrible headache and that loud ringing stops.

Morgan widen his eyes, what just happened? that's some surreal memories, is there any meaning behind this, just what kind of mask i picked, in the first place, i didn't even remembered why and when i picked this damn mask. He thought, he felt that… something or someone intentionally erase that moment of him in order to prevent him from getting closer to the truth, and it seems he catch a glimpse of something, a vision of past or future, by absorbing a soul of living being.

"*Keogh*… I think I need to rest…my mind became unstable and weird lately…"

Morgan get up while grabbing his left side head, the dizziness is gone but he still feels the throbbing sensation on his head, he picked up the things he snatches from the bald man with scar on his face and his friends, a rainbow tiny rock round candy, the evidence, maybe this will help other officer to solve this case.

I need to hurry up and report all of this to the old man.

Morgan drag the bald man with scar on his face dead body, then he reached the warehouse doorknob, when he opened it, there is two people standing in front of him.

A big fat man wearing officer black uniform with a black cape, a top hat on his head, a name tag which has a name Chief Inspector Bobby G. Bee, on his right side is a little boy with a makeshift pistol, but now he looks like an aristocratic child, he wears luxurious blue garments, pointy shoes and a large hat with goose feathers on it. Both of them look at Morgan with disdain in their eyes.

"Are you the newbie inspector? you're a newbie, yet you already caused a ruckus here!"

The one who said that is the Chief Inspector Bobby G. Bee, he pushes his hand to Morgan body which makes him stumble to the ground, meanwhile the little boy catch a glimpse of the inside of the warehouse, there is a burning tiny bits of people organs scattered around, he steps back when he saw that, he is the one who initiated that ambush after all.

Bobby put his right foot on Morgan right shoulder and threaten him, if the higher ups know Morgan reckless actions of violating the truce between the slums area and the police, it will cause the fuse to explode, a bloody war will be occurred, police tried their best to let The Sanctuary govern this place as the owner of the slums, to control all the gangs from running amok, but one inspector, a new inspector ended up breaking the truce.

"What do you think you're doing? Didn't the chief officer tell you not to come to this area? You should've known that it's rude to wreck a havoc especially if they paid a lot for protection fees to us, newbie."

But Morgan didn't get pissed off by Bobby's behavior, he nonchalantly gets up then grips the bald man with a scar on his face and ignores Bobby as if he is an unimportant person, the little boy stops him and inquires to know what's happening here.

"G-greetings inspector, may I know what you just did inside that warehouse, because a lot of my father's man went missing, and that bald man, he is one of my father's men, what did you do to him?"

Father?... and he talked weirdly. The first time we met he didn't speak like that, though…oh, should I play along with their game?

Morgan looks at the little boy's eye and switches to Bobby eye then he says with a flat face.

"I'm just cleaning up the trash… I didn't know there were so many rats there, I might come here more often to clean all the remaining rats, have you two seen any rats here? especially the one who sneaks among the humans? I heard they can grow quite big to the point that it will be difficult to move."

Morgan said while sneakily taking a gaze at Bobby, but it seems Bobby isn't that dense nor stupid because he realizes that Morgan is mocking him.

"YOU… NEWBIE YOU SHOULD SHOW SOME RESPECT TO YOUR SUPERIOR, YET YOU DARE TO ACT COCKY!!"

-*Plack*.

Bobby slapped Morgan face quite hard, it made a loud noise, Morgan glared at Bobby which made him stumble to the ground and rolled to the back like a ball because he is so fat. W-what is that… I feel like my head got chopped up for a moment, that's not an impression a newbie inspector should have at all… it's too intimidating. Bobby thought.

Morgan glare made both, Bobby and the little boy flinch, the little boy grabbed Bobby's uniform, then all of them heard a footstep.

"My, if it is not my dear inspector, to think we met twice in a day, this must be… fate, right?"

That was Jeremiah, the Doctor, with his peculiar long black coat and trouser, with a long beak bird mask, the little boy happily shouts 'father' when Jeremiah arrives, and Bobby gets up with Jeremiah help.

"Jeremiah…about your question… does this world have a god?... what if that god is slumbering and when he woke up only to see this world in a mess just like this slum area… what did you think he would do?"

"Hmm…will he bring judgement to the one who made that situation?"

"Is that so… that's good to know… it seems one of your underlings is trying to kill me… isn't it the requirement for god to awaken and bring his judgement to the one behind all of this…YOU!."

"Hohoho, but did you have the evidence that it was me?... what if I say that he simply does it because he didn't like you from the start, or he was driven by his instinct?"

Morgan and Jeremiah stared off each other for some time, then Morgan clicked his tongue, a wide grin appeared on Morgan's face while brushing his hair until it became messy.

"Smart bastard, you already have connection and fame, even if I have power, it still didn't enough to kill you, you could frame me as the perpetrator, you have the police at your hands and my life will be over when I attack you, there is no one who will believe me, you get rid of Sgt.Chris Briss, if I target you as suspect, sure there is old man Herlan but he will likely can't do much because you are in control of network and information, be honest with me you are searching for something in this area didn't you?, that's why you create all that candy, planning something, eh?"

Morgan is waiting for Jeremiah's answer, when suddenly he burst out laughing like a mad person.

"Bahahaha… Mr. B… are you sure this guy is a newbie?... he is way too sharp, to the point I want to invite him to join as a member of the Sanctuary…you are right my dear inspector… we, the Sanctuary is merely a tool created by someone I can't say their name to you… The Sanctuary exists solely for searching the truth…for one grand goal…for the sake to find… an item that shouldn't exist in this world."

Morgan gets curious by that, Jeremiah waits by looking at Morgan's expression, Bobby and the little boy widen their eyes when Jeremiah talks.

"And what is it, the item that shouldn't exist in this world?"

"It's…The Mask of Existence."

Morgan widened his eyes; did he hear it right? With the sanctuary and the organization behind them desperately looking for a mask, suddenly Morgan remembered Herlan's words.

The old man mentioned the mask of existence a few times… and he said…i…pick…and…wear that…that item that shouldn't exist in this world, The Mask of Existence…

"That's quite a reaction you had my dear inspector, you reminded me when I first heard it, unfortunately, the higher ups didn't tell me much about that item, they seem desperate now saying the sign is here, the giant tree collapsed… blah blah blah…so can I assumed that this information as a kind of compensation, for my underlings foolish act, ah you can take his body I don't mind… you're just cleaning the trash after all"

"Hold up Mr. J, I am his superior and it is my duty to teach him how to do things, so I might take that bald man dead body to settle things between us, hope you will cooperate with this, newbie."

It's clear as day that Bobby want to reap all the benefits of catching the perpetrator of the burning church incident, if Morgan refuse he will frame him as the perpetrator, what a meticulous guy he is, without much option Morgan nod his head and threw bald man dead body to Bobby, then he leaves this area, Jeremiah and his companions too leave this area, Jeremiah chuckles when he walks to his rundown mansion, he noticed that Morgan held the sweet candy he made while they are converse.

"What's wrong Father?"

"What's wrong Mr. j?"

Both the little boy and Bobby asked Jeremiah why he chuckled, he just shrugs it off and said

"Nothing…it's just… he is so sharp…I think he should be a binman rather than an inspector."

The little boy and Bobby got confused by Jeremiah word, the sun already set and the street light illuminates the street, today, Morgan Jester accomplished quite a feat in the slums area, he gained a nickname binman.