What is worse? Taking someone's life, or taking his most priced possession after you already took his life, a rollercoaster of mayhem, and all the shades are brown,

The old man revealing this piece of information left as he came, unbothered, still laughing at Dead Bilen, Daring didn't know how to curate this data he just received, he wasn't known for a smart one, but now, this is the real deal,

"Thursday or E Enjte original name but from translation and now only the English version is Thursday'

Thursday was standing there, the complete version of Epiphany, not only were they going to kill, but they were going to steal too, it didn't take more than 5 minutes to become as every single adventure on the Holy Chain, the divine path of 70,

Mixed opinions and thoughts were running rampant in their heads but Asars stood up and was training his new power, there wasn't time to lose, time to see this world, time to conquer the needed tasks and take Pergamen so they could move on to the next planet in line,

Looking around, it made you dizzy, the smell, the view, as if desperation has manifested a planetary form, at its lowest point too, on the side of muddy dirty full of garbage potholes, which to call them roads was a situation to be taken to an electoral campaign for votes here, you could see the lowest of low, here honor, integrity, and pride meant nothing,

If you live on the lowest rank planet, where all the dirt of planets gets thrown, now you too are just a piece of dirt, that was the aura these creatures were promoting, a woman on the side was advertising herself for a quick buck, on the opposite direction a man was doing the same, equality even at this planet,

Some barracks turned into mini markets per see, you could see signs of Workers for Hire, Guns Shop, Mercenaries for Hire, Ultima.

And Ultima, a small grey potion was the deal of the day, the line was longer than the apple glass he used to wait in line in Cristala to buy, by the looks of the people waiting in line for it, everyone had something to trade for that potion,

But how could a barrack maintain such a big supply to such an unlawful planet, where the police, the armed brigade, or the heavenly soldier are non-existent, simply with the mercenaries for hire, out of the first 6 people on the Barack, two were shot dead in the eye, tuff, he thought, one had a t-shirt with an eye of the storm logo,

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Daring and Thursday started following him around as in the old days when they were kids, always to uninvited fields of glass apples, always in illegal factories, and to close the deal a drive home by the planet police force,

Asars looked around, the smiles had been wiped a long time ago, and every single person out there was from a different planet or race,

Daring -What are we going to do, we need to find the custom to ask the task required to leave this slum of a planet.

But slums or not, to the immigrants turned natives of the planet, that way of wording meant only offended of the highest grade, two even left their potion on the ground to stand their ground to these rich clean uninvited, dream following youngs, for them, Asars, Daring, and Thursday were only some lucky entitled guys who came here only to wreak havoc since is the weakest planet on the chain, with the unluckiest creatures, a Primavorian, half a man and half a leopard, dressed as a wannabe model on a runaway with every single piece of clothing he could wear, turned to Daring, with his yellow face and blue dots, 7 high horns made of plastic since someone might have stolen his original ones for a potion,

Primavorian - You think you can come down here, and look down on us, there's no difference between you or us when you come here, now you're one of us, and if you don't feel like having some horns in your ass, watch your mouth,

Daring was analyzing him from fair to toe, does he possess danger, is it worth the ruckus, even if it isn't, aren't they supposed to face anyone on their way from now, they are even worse than these lost souls of society in a way, they are declared traitors,

But the thought process always was a killer of actions, he knocked this leopard man to the ground with one left hook, and stared down all the other creatures out there,

Left him on the ground and moved on with the tour of Trashia, when the Primavorian guy was heard laughing,

Primavorian - If you had your power activated you would have me knocked out for good man, bad choice of action, the same as us, or even worse?

Asars gave him a look, the look, but he denied it with a smile, and turned against him while activating his power, turning his body to a stone skin,

The leopard guy released plastic claws from his fingers, so those horns were legit, and part of his power, Thursday was keeping an eye on the bystanders, while Asars kept walking alone and around, nobody was paying attention to Asars, but to the fight,

Primavorian - You know why am I here rich boy?

Daring - Never was rich in my life, never will!

Primavorian - Wow, well anyway, I used to kill foreigners on my planet rich boy, and I was good, but one day, they, the police enforcement decided Trashia was worse than prison, and they were fucking right, here there is no way out, left to die with your kind,

Daring - Isn't prison the same?

Primavorian - Do not disrespect prison like that,

The Primavorian was jumping around, and at every step, he was piercing the ground with his claws, and leaving a piece of plastic there,

Daring - I guess, hand-to-hand fighting is not your thing, tourist killer?

The Primavorian cracked a smile,

Primavorian - Never was Rich Boy,