Over to John and Harvey, they were escorted by soldiers and officers in armored vehicles.

"What's the situation looking like now?" Harvey asked an officer wearing a green decorated uniform. "How much closer are we to eliminating the S-Class criminals?"

"Well, we've lost over a hundred super soldiers and even more regular soldiers." A general asked. "However, at their hideout, we located a truck filled with explosives, so we safely secured it at a military camp."

"I see. It's unfortunate that we had losses, but that's to be expected," Harvey remarked. "The super soldier casualties were without disfigurations on their bodies, right?"

"Yeah." The officer answered. "The deceased did not have many scars."

"Well, it's fine," Harvey said. "As you know, the stronger and more their bodies are modified, the more messed up their bodies are. With our stronger soldiers, we still have criminals in the palm of our hands. Especially with the blessed hunters, our ten strongest, the special forces of the super soldiers. Those guys are in a league of their own in terms of strength and body modifications...you could say that they have those blessed abilities of their own."

"Yeah, but I wish those guys weren't so lazy and would try to find and eliminate them," John added.

* * *

Nathan, with the help of the robotic wolves, cleared up the soldiers left in the forest. He made his way out after.

Jack and Charles went their separate ways, so I'm by myself again...sigh. Most of the materials I had were with the blacksmith too, so I gotta be extra careful.

"I gotta find Lilith..." Nathan said before materializing an armored car and driving off.

* * *

Sebastian and Ethan were following Rebecca, who was walking ahead.

"Hey! Wait up!" Ethan begged as he increased his walking speed. "What's with the rush?"

She didn't respond and kept her stride.

"Rebecca!"

"Stop trying to stop her, Ethan," Sebastian said. "She's hellbent on finding those criminals herself."

Sigh.

"I get your hate for them, but can't you just communicate with your comrades?" Ethan asked.

"...We super soldiers are useless if we can't eliminate blessed criminals, right, Sebastian?" Rebecca asked. Sebastian looked at her with confusion. "If I fail to kill these criminals for the second time then I don't deserve this role in life. Besides, we may be treated as war machines, but I care for you guys, which is why I cannot let what they did to Rachel, Malcolm, and every fallen super soldier go unpunished."

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"Sigh. I guess that attitude of yours is why you're this strong." Sebastian remarked. Even though you don't look disfigured like the rest.

"Anyways, have the blessed hunters made their move yet?" Rebecca asked.

* * *

At a different side of the city was the 'Blessed Slaughterer.' He was walking with three other super soldiers, scarred just as he was.

"It seems our comrades are having trouble with the criminals." The blessed slaughterer said. "We should help them. I hope you guys remember the plan."

"Of course we do." One of his comrades said. His skin was grey and seemed to look decomposed, and his voice was hoarse. His physical features were like a man who died, decomposed and came back to life. Out of the comrades, he was the ugliest to lay eyes on.

"Good. You specifically don't need to worry about being injured, 'Zombie'." The Blessed Slaughterer responded to the decomposed super soldier.

"Jack has grown a lot stronger despite his unusual place of imprisonment." Another comrade interjected.

He had plenty of scars like the rest but was rather slender. In his hand was a red spear with a black blade attached at the end. It was around eight feet in length. "Hearing reports of him, I doubt he'd die to most super soldiers. I want to see if he's as fast as I am."

"As long as you stick to the plan, Lancer." The blessed slaughterer responded. "...And make sure to keep Nailhead in your sight at all times..."

"Yeah," Lancer responded as he looked at the third comrade behind him. 'Nailhead', as referred to by the blessed slaughterer, was a super soldier, towering over his comrades at well over seven feet tall.

He had a nasty scar over his eye and one on the top of his head, which was exposed due to his very low-cut hair. He did not possess the sleeves on his uniform that all the others had, which exposed his muscular and highly scared arms.

"Tsk! Let's just hurry up and find these criminals!" Nailhead demanded. "I want to kill them so badly!"

"Shut up and wait." The blessed slaughterer ordered. "Did you forget how much of a danger we are to the environment because of how strong we are?"

"Tch..."

"Cryostasis, Pyrostasis, and the Death-bringers are in different parts of the labeled danger zones, so depending on where the criminals are, we probably won't even need to intervene." The blessed slaughterer concluded.

But...I still want to at least murder the battle-crazed killer. I want to right my previous wrongs...

* * *

Ada and Leon were conversing in her room, a separate one from which Zack was beaten up by Leon.

"How are the final preparations going?" Ada asked.

"Charlotte, Nolan, Frank, and many of our forces are being mobilized as we speak," Leon said. "It is all going how you envisioned it, Ada."

"Good, I don't want any hiccups in this plan."

"There won't," Leon assured. "You have done so much for us, for me. There's no way we will fail this one favor you've asked of us. You have my word."

Ada smirked.

Heh...My power is the greatest. I really am the god of this world.

"If you'll excuse me, Ada. I have to--"

"Don't worry, I know you're working hard. You can go." Ada said with a sincere smile.

With a bow, Leon left. Suddenly, Ada's phone began to ring.

"It's about time I heard from you," Ada said, anticipating who the person calling would be. She answered.

"I see you've been hard at work with your side mission, Ada." The developer said.

"Yes, I have. I hope you didn't think I would only be mindlessly doing your 'missions'." Ada snarkily replied.

"Oh no, no, no. Not at all!" The developer said. "I think what you're doing is great actually! It makes for a good side plot!"

This guy...he thinks my life and actions are a side plot!?

"Well, you can think whatever you want," Ada said. "But when all is said and done, I'll kill all your 'characters' and be the true 'developer' of this 'game' called life. So shut up and watch as everything you made come crumbling down, just because they opposed me."

"...Oh? Alright then." The developer said. "We'll both see how things play out."

Oh, yes, we will.