War and Heaven

Scene: At the Alpha Legion headquarters sometime after confiscating the [REDACTED] Stone.

The building was just like any other skyscraper that surrounds it, it was plain, ugly, and just a copy of every single skyscraper that surrounds it, yet that's the place where a century-old war plan will finally unfold.

--At the meeting place with 5 out of 7 executives and one commander suspiciously not of human

physique.

All Numbered ones: we welcome the Overlord!

Commander: Mm, I will get right into business, As you may know, we are losing the infiltration plans on the White Tigers and the Blood Hounds.

Narrator note: Those are one of the most powerful cop forces

Number 4: It's all my fault! If only I had controlled myself and not killed that worthless bug...

Number 5: Hmph, of course, someone as middle-headed as you will do that, and no because of you, we are behind on our tracks.

Number 6: Exactly! I say we get rid of Number 4's title.

Number 5: ...Tch, already ganged up against me like a bitch huh? It's all up to the commander y'know? Why are you trying to influence his thoughts here, you inferior numbers?!

Commander: We are here to discuss that problem and not find who is to blame like humans, are you people not even going to rectify your mistakes?!

Seeing as the commander had no thoughts on removing the ever-so-aggressive number 4, the inferior numbers had backed down.

Number 3: To think I will have to ponder over with insects like you... it's... well I guess I have to get used to it now.

Number 4: So I assume you must have some ideas for you to talk this amazingly?

Number 3: Indeed I do! We just ignore them.

Number 4, 5, 6: ...!!!

Number 3: We already have 2 queens on our hands if we ignore the commander and number 1, so why must we care for some measly pawns getting in our way? We will proceed with the plan.

Number 4: Mm. I agree, I also thought of that, although I didn't think a fellow Numbered would consider it too.

Numbers 5 and 6 facing the overwhelming pressure from both the superior numbers, accepted the forced-down results too and as such, the meeting was put to a close and all numbers were shifted to various tasks for them to do.

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Commander: Mm, this really will be more exciting than the thousand-year-old war!!!, I can't wait to see how you will move, my dear friend [REDACTED INFORMATION].

*****End of Scene*****

Scene: The Club Liam worked for before.

Olivia, Eric, and some other of his friends are gathered up at one of the many tables at the establishment.

Olivia: It seems like Liam really is dead...

Eric: ...I really wish I spent more time with him, to think he would get hit by those death mercenaries...

He didn't deserve it, man.

Olivia: ...Yeah, he deserved somewhat better.

Eric: ...So Why did you call upon us? I can more or less see that it's not about Liam.

Olivia: Mm why do you say it like that? My first concern was Liam, it's just that the dead must rest and we have more important matters at hand.

Eric: Such as?

Olivia: First, let me introduce you to Taijin and Vice!

Clap Clap Clap

Eric: Sure... whooo yeah...!

Taijin: I guess we can talk now? Hearing you 2 talk is fricking so annoying, the hell are you guys friends for? Jesus dude.

Vice: Just get me a drink, do you know how long we scouted this area for?

Eric: Guess they are your henchmen, young lady?

Olivia the young lady: Mm, can't say that, they are just my friends y'know?

Eric: You have unusual friends, I'm sure Liam hasn't heard of it either huh?

Olivia: No you're wrong about that, he does know. He knows a lot more about me than you.

Eric: ... I hope you aren't desecrating the death.

Olivia: Now, the problem is the arms you have right?

Eric: Right. As long as I can get enough money to move to the United Federation and live in a stable normal life, I'm all up for it.

Olivia: Of course, as long as you show the location of it, we will send you there safely.

Eric: Follow me.

To Eric's surprise, after showing them the location which is not long away from the club, they transferred the money right away to his digital wallet.

Olivia: One last question before we say goodbye for good, this is found by Liam, isn't it?

A devious expression formed on Olivia's face as if she was salivating over a very healthy prey waiting for its demise.

Eric: I found it.

A plain and simple comment but Olivia knows there is more to this convoluted problem at hand.

Olivia: Guess so huh, I thought this was his present to me.

Eric: ...! What? Are you stupid? Why would he give this treasure to you? Especially after what you did to him?

Olivia: huh, there is no reason to be this defensive when you didn't like getting involved in our relationship y'know?

Eric:...

Olivia: Well it's fine, tell me this now, you were there when he was called didn't you? I will even go as far as to say, you are the one who killed him, didn't you?

Eric: There is no benefit for me to do that no?

Olivia: Unless there was greediness so big that it overwhelmed your morals and now you're trying to soften it up by running away?

Seeing as Olivia is trying her hardest to not make him leave by spewing these nonsensical things, he goes for the root of the question.

Eric: just what did you want from me now Olivia? I consider you as a friend y'know.

Olivia: Haha that's a good line but I don't, so, sorry. Well as for your question, nothing much, just wondering how you can get into the Alpha legion, the one and only fearsome bastards and everyone's favorite nightmare fuel's fucking military storage location which apparently has no guards for it? surprise surprise?

Eric: I will be going now.

Olivia: Ha! What a pathetic man you are really. To betray one's own organization, ratting out the enemy's

heavy armaments is truly an amazing thing to do, isn't it? Does it sting? Or perhaps the guilt of getting your

friend killed is even more so?

Not able to handle it anymore, Eric walked away as the three observant eyes watched until he went all the way straight to the port, probably hoping to drown his guilt with dozens of expensive Vodkas along his way to the Federation of Paradise.