Jason Mauter | Three Dog Night - One 

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"Is this thing working?" The girl spoke sincerely. Her tone expressing that she hopelessly accepted the unfortunate end to her story.

Adjusting the direction of the camera to stare directly at her. Allowing the lenses to 

capture her bleeding forehead and multiple bruises caused by flying rubble. She wore a 

meek smile, amused at the irony of her situation.

She once believed she was invincible under their protection. Only having to do a 

mediocre job of treating refugees and securing an item that she thought no one knew about.

Now, her camp was being raided by one of those she expected to protect her. The 

others won't be able to respond in time. 

"My name is Selene Everbit, a member of the Roundtable under CHO," She took a seat on an old wooden chair. In the background of the destroyed roof, explosions and gunfire could be seen. But calmly brushed by Selene, who blatantly smiled throughout the chaos.

"The Roundtable is a criminal organization whose leader is the King of the Damned, the most wanted man for the Confederation. Our main goal is to liberate the Americas from the fascist methods of the Confederation," She explained herself briskly. Aware that she might not have much time left. 

"It is concentrated around Minohwa, a land that used to belong to the Natives. Minohwa was stolen from the Natives, from the Zorian's Family, by the Confederation. Due to the Natives being the only forces that rivaled them in the Americas."

An explosion hurdled her off her chair and broke the wall down with ease. The camera 

tipped over and the lenses were dirtied by grime. She weakly got up, this time her legs 

being disabled but by unbelievable willpower, she kept fighting. The explosions being more imminent, she moved briskly to explain the situation. 

Despite her mutilated legs, she lifted the camera back up. Dusting her chair off that 

survived the destruction and sitting back up with the unwavering smile, she got back to 

work.

"The former Director of the Confederation, Jason Mauter, was the one who carried out 

the Siege of Minohwa, fell from his grace shortly after," An enraged glare manifested on her after mentioning the name. "He became an outcast for his countless atrocious crimes and needed protection. And after a power clash against the Roundtable, who wanted to kill him, he gained their protection."

"It's as if Jason always gets what he wants. The King of the Damned wasn't pleased with this," Selene felt sick to her stomach. The explosions becoming natural to her now. Only wanting to complete her story.

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"But, you see, Minohwa is a special land. A land so precious was not meant for these 

horrible conditions," The woman frowned. Flashbacks escalating in her mind. "The walls surrounding half of the land. The fertile ground being poisoned by toxins. The citizens being brainwashed. The miracle waters being covered by clay and sand!"

"What happens when creatures from a land that is supposed to be paradise, are forced 

into conditions of a pig farm? They become monsters of unimaginable power!" The girl 

cried, recalling the tragedies she has witnessed. That no human would have been able to happen. "Concentrated within the walls, breeding in their hatred for the perils they exist in."

"The King of the Damned, The Lover of the Nuirs, The Threaded Soul, The Shadow of 

Affection Galore?" The girl cried as she imagined the unbelievable power the individuals possess. What she was unaware of, was the monster lurking up to her. Hiding in the shadows of the rubble, dragging the severed head of someone ever so unfortunate. His electric blue 

eyes pulsing its own light, he stuck out his tongue and showed its grotesque features. 

Black and leathery, with orange fish-like eyes covering it.

"Please, wherever this video might reach! Save Minohwa from imploding on itself! Save the Americas from what is going to happen. Stop Jason from starting something that he cannot survive, in these sacred lands," The being standing behind her revealed a bloodied machete and held it high. Selene still begged, feeling too much blood living her legs, 

"Save us from Jason."

"And Tristan, my beloved.... I will always love you."

A clean slice went through her neck! Springing her head high before any blood could spill out! Shortly after, showers of crimson rained and stained the lenses. The silhouette of the being entering the room could be seen.

"Who is this bitch anyway? Talking about save us from Jason?" A trace of the man's 

blonde hair could be seen from unstained parts. "Bitch I own these lands! They'll be 

mine again."

"Oooh? Was she making a video to ship off? How unfortunate, if you said so I could 

have waited!" The blonde man cackled, slapping the severed head of Selene, "Was it a plea for help. To save you from moi? How precious."

"If the King of the Damned couldn't save you, who will?" The man smirked, showing his handsome but mischievous features as he wiped off the camera. Hugging Selene's head as if it were a doll.

"And look who it is too!" He identified the corpse. Holding it to his face with a dazzled 

grin, as if he was looking at a long lost friend. "Sister Everbit? The nun who was going to become the next abbess? Isn’t the current Abbess one of the kids from the Bee Estate!"

"Ha! The King of the Damned and the Threaded Soul will really want to kill me now! Especially since it was your last year," He played with her brown hair. "How unfortunate that you had to guard that item."

"How bout I send this video and your.... pretty little head to the King of the Damned?" He asked the head and shook it to make it nod. "Of course you'd agree with me, you all love him!"

"And what a better way to declare war!" 

He turned around to the camera and placed his hand on button,

"This world was mine to begin with."