Chapter 16 - Chapter 13: Poppin’ Pills

"Welcome, everyone here is an assistant to the assassination of The Creator. First thing, you must get tattoos. To show you're part of this. You got to be worthy and determined to kill The Creator.", The Devil said. They got tattoos of the people's role in Indonesian. It was easier, because the people can use it as a code. The beginning of the end, nothing stopping them to glory. The Devil upgraded the warehouse to the specific roles. No one looking, the best place, he got to the bathroom, started grinding the ecstasy pills, the sensation of the snort, "Finally, someone's got me out of my cage.", The Devil brightly said looking in the sky with the powder on one of the nostrils, smiling full of euphoria and sadistic. He got out with more sleepy eyes and more of a smile. "What's the white thing on your nose?", The Hacker asked. The Devil rubbed it off and shrugged her off. The Devil was an ecstasy addict for a few years after he found out The Creator was his father. He was in a bad shape so he got in the act of drugs and be happy once, feel like people are around him. He finally got people around him if he can finally have people love him if he sniffs it. The Journalist got to him, "Are you sure you're okay?, you look odd.", she said. She looked concerned at him. She really wanted to look out for everyone, because they will all see each other 80% of their day. The Devil went to the bathroom a few hours after the effects wore off and saw The Hacker injecting herself. He walked to The Hacker to see what's going on and saw some Liquid H. "What the fuck?", The Devil said. The Hacker looked at him, trying to hide it. "What do you want?", she asked. The Devil saw the heroin and looked at her. "The hell are you doing? Heroin? We need you to cope with us. You're fucking yourself, do you understand. Listen, We're going to make history of all fucking existence, do you want to live a god or die a legend.", he said. He left the bathroom, knowing he could finally save someone.