I hate terrorism. The same goes for those damn terrorists.
It is truly sickening and awful.
The problem was that, regardless of my hatred for terrorism, it felt like terrorism liked me.
I recalled the Dead Cell gang member I encountered on my first day of work at Dragon’s Lair, and the sheer terror I felt watching him get crushed by a patrol officer.
Perhaps that was an omen, a sign of what my future would become?
Ned Ludd and the Luddite Gang who devastated dragons Lair, the Dead Cell Remnants using laser fire at the Kabuki Game Center, the mad scientist committing biochemical terrorism in front of Militia Headquarters, the Terrorist Gang 3-Type Surprise Gift Set at Mirror Castle, the Chrome Monster, the communist high-ranking ninja - the fierce battles I fought against such Brute magnate-level terrorists…
And now, the Ascetic.
At this point, didn’t I have some sort of connection to terrorism?
'Did I choose the wrong career path? Instead of seeking out Isiho to take the cooking-bartender route, should I have sought out Dead Cell to take the route of Dusk City’s worst terrorist, surpassing the Chrome Monster? It might have suited my aptitude surprisingly well, allowing me to blow away the DCPD and megacorps alike and reign as the strongest in the city.'
Do I… have the face of an unprecedented terrorist...
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