Payne of the Bites (Pt. 6)

"Those genuinely in charge of the bio weapon program chose to disable the bio weapon specimen's protective sequence." They wanted to see how powerful and nimble the creature had gotten in such a short period of time. The elemental target's satellite position was ultimately revealed by a tiny beeping sound. The target's goal is to be apprehended before the killings begin. One of the scientists now intended to employ advanced teleportation technology to launch soldiers into enemy territory and deliver the elemental target right inside the underground facility. This scientist was killed by the bio-weapon immediately after the transit process was completed."

Bill had been curiously transported to another dark jungle in what felt like the blink of an eye. There were no zombies to chase the military veteran, and no one to whine and beg for medicine or ammo; only a blood-red sky and a full moon occupied Bill's surrounds. This location, which had dark smoke covering its floor and gigantic black ravens chanting what sounded like songs of sadness and despair. These songs filled the newly discovered atmosphere, which Bill now occupied. However, something shiny attracted the old veteran's eye from afar.

What appeared out of the darkness staring back at the elderly warrior as Bill stared in amazement and disbelief may have been the devil Lucifer himself. From afar, an incredibly tall, muscular figure with a dusty, pale white mask, held tightly with the aim to kill violently, with the long kitchen knife it was carrying, as mentioned before in this tragic narrative. As the figure approached Bill slowly, the surrounding aura began to glow a blood-red color identical to that dimension's sky. The ancient veteran's last breath was absorbed by darkness before he realized it. Enter the terrifying world of Darkness, where Halloween happens every day and there is no way out.

According to legend, a mineral-forged blade was so dense and powerful that it was practically indestructible. Mr. Wick took it upon himself to leave the United States in search of the sword that had eluded him. The sword was initially given to a princess as a wedding gift in the seventh century. However, when cleaning her royal chambers one day, the sword slipped from its mantle and sliced the little princess's arm. The wound was extremely uncommon and refused to stop bleeding.

She could not be healed by any doctor. The kingdom dispatched their strongest ninjas and warriors in quest of a witch doctor skilled enough to heal the princess. This is how the Yakauza and the Kingdom of Japan came to be allies with the witches of the rising sun and their terrible spells. The remedy, you see, came at a cost: with the arrival of the first-born child, the princess would be cursed to wield the sword into the hereafter, unbeknownst to her. The soul of the princess's first child would grow in Japan's outskirts, haunting and slaying any opposing power to the Kingdom of Japan and the Yakazua clan's rural outskirts.

Only the armor constructed of the same sacred substance would bring this land certain doom, or subtle victory, over time. Fighting evil your entire life will make life boring for the ambitious. Mr. Wick trained for the purpose of combating evil with his own hands. Mr. Wick was no stranger to flying out to Japan for a technical assignment, especially when paid to assassinate the target at the highest bidder. Mr. Wick had been training since he was a child, and he had become known as the most dangerous weapon fashioned by the hands of the assassin order.

Mr. Wick, who had no awareness of the pandemic before arrival, was met by walkers. The dead have been resurrected and are seeking redemption through the human brain cavity. Mr. Wick's first experience occurred when he was attacked on the aisle as the plane's doors opened. Mr. Wick instantly opened fire, dumping body after body of walking corpses. When the walker outbreak struck, it appeared that the Yakuza's participation with organized crime came to an end.

Mr. Wick supplemented his armament with a katana that was lying on the floor. Mr. Wick jumped on the nearby spot's motorcycle and sped off in pursuit of his objective. His objective was the tower where the princess with the sword had slept so many millennia before. Mr. Wick also had information that a ghostly monster awaited any enemy who attempted to retrieve the blade. Regardless of the situation, and whether or not hell had begun, Mr. Wick intended to see it through to the death of any target hired by his organization and its annihilation.

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