Illusions
CHAPTER 21 (Part 3)

Greysie began to melt after hearing my words, But the grip of my left hand holding his right hand almost slipped off. It felt like our hands were very slippery, like they were about to come off.

"Eggh," groaned, breath held back from me.

"Greyy. Hold my hand, hold it. C'mon Grey" I said, holding his hand with all his might.

Greysie tried to grab my hand with his left.

"Emf, eghh, can't Raa" whined Greysie.

"It can, you should be Grey. Pliss I don't, egghh. If you fall, I'll jump too!" my threat.

Greysie tried her hardest to grab my hand. But it always fails.

"Eghh, c'n Grey. Greyy. come on, emff. Hold me's hand" I said in a hoarse voice.

After trying a few more times. Finally Greysie was able to grab my hand while grasping tightly. It made me breathe a little. Then I pulled him straight away.

"Egghhhh.....!" (withdrawing as hard as calm).

After that, we both fell together on the roof of the tall building. Our breaths were both breathless, and we lay close together and looked at each other and began to laugh.

"Heh, hahahahaha," I laughed as I looked at him.

"Hahahahaha," Greysie also laughed while looking at me.

We switched views and equally looked at the clear sky, where the moonlight looked very charming. The stars complement the beauty of the night sky.

A few moments later. In an apartment, where I live in Surabaya. Greysie and I were talking seriously in a special room where there were a lot of photos and notes on the board.

"They have ruined my family. I'll take revenge until matti!" I said slowly, then snapped at the end.

I told Greysie that the Milstones and Walker had worked together to seize my father's idea, and that they were the main cause of my entire family's death, even though they didn't kill him directly.

"So what's your plan now, Ra?" ask Greysie, seriously.

"I'm going to be a serial killer" I replied, cold.

Hearing that, Greysie's lips slowly moved until she smiled in satisfaction. He brought his face closer to me and said,

"I, sukka, that" she whispered softly.

"So, what's your plan?" greysie asked with her arms crossed and her body moved away from me until she leaned against the chair.

My eyes shone on his eyes, his movements, and all of his limbs. There was no smile etched on my lips, I just stared at him with a flat face.

"This serial murder case should be famous. I had to make it famous so I could take down Milstone and Walker's company. They really have to be destroyed until the end of life, I want them to be tormented" I explained with a flat expression.

"Hm," rattled his lips, "You want to frame them as the perpetrators of your own serial murders, but... Wouldn't they be in jail then? You don't want to kill them, either?" ask Greysie, relax.

"I will kill them all in prison" I replied, briefly.

"Huh? You want to go to jail? If you kill them while in prison, you will also be in Ra's old prison" Greysie said, unhappy.

"I don't care. Let them all know that I'm revenge for breaking up my family" I said, normally.

"Lo better follow all the cave plans or not at all. Hear it!" I continued, be firm with him.

"Hnh, you think I'm gonna let that happen, Ra?" inner Greysie.

"Okey Ra, okay" replied Greysis, briefly.

"You promise?" I said, hooking the little finger.

"Yes, I promise" Greysie continued, replying to the pinky finger.

"Yes, I promise, and you also have to promise that we will finish everything together" Greysie said.

"I promise" I said, firmly.

After that, we started making plans very carefully. We've also blacklisted bad guys before killing them.

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Skips. One year later, we killed about 15 people on our blacklist.

On the night of the president's son's murder, as we had planned before. We are waiting for the president's son to arrive on the road. He usually passed through the streets after returning home from a spree with his previous friends.

As her car approached us, Greysie jumped into the street like a lost and helpless young girl. This made the president's son immediately stop his car suddenly. He got out of the car and immediately approached Greysie.

"Aren't you pp?" ask the President's son, holding Greysie's shoulder.

While Greysie looked up to see her face with a lethargic look as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"T, please, a, kuu. My girlfriend's trying to get lecehinn, a, kuu. He also wants to kill me, pliss help me" Greysie said, trembling.

While I sneaked into the car and took the dashboard camera in the car.

"Where is he?" glanced around, "you.you come with me" he said, helping Greysie stand up.

"Haaaa," round his eyes, "at, he is behind you" Greysie said, pointing at me.

The President's son looked back slowly, he then pulled out his knife. While I who was standing behind them still lowered my head so that the hood of my cloak covered my face.

The President's son pointed his knife at me. I raised my head and smiled at him. While Greysie also directly stepped in front of the president's son in the presence of a knife in his stomach.

A wide smile was engraved clearly on Greysie's face. We dragged him into the forest and killed him there.

"Hahaha, hahahaaaa," cried Greysie laughing happily, jumping around like a child who just got his favorite gift.

Greysie brutally murdered the president's son by hitting him on the head with a basseball bat so many times that his teeth and eyes popped out, he looked very happy while killing people. I just kept quiet and let him do what he wanted.

If I go hunting for prey with Greysie, I won't get much because almost everything Greysie did brutally. Whereas if I kill someone, it's usually neater like accidentally cutting a hand, finger, tongue, throat, removing the heart, splitting the brain or cutting off another limb.

But unlike Greysie's irregularity, he does everything by accident. Usually if he kills using only one or two tools to alternate. For example, an axe, he will chop the body of his newspaper and a thick baton, he will hit until his sense of boredom appears that will make him stop, even though all the limbs of his prey have also been crushed to pieces.

This can cause the teeth, eyes and bones or limbs in the body of the victim to be forcibly knocked out.

"Aaah," stop hitting, "bored me. He's not fighting, Ra. Cepet very dead, even though the cave still wants to be cool" said Greysie, then gave me a thick baton.

While I crossed hands while leaning on one of the trees from just a moment ago just silently look at it, but occasionally I smile because he really enjoys it.

"He's not dead yet, Grey" I said, picking up the stick, then walking up to the president's son's body.

Then, I crouched down and examined his left chest to feel his heart whether it was still beating or not, if it was, I would have directly pierced right into his heart.

"Duk, duk, duk," weak heart rate, almost inaudible.

But somehow my ears can hear the strong beating of the heart, while my hands are wearing socks even like can feel the strong beating of the heart.

Hearing that, I immediately raised my right hand up, then stabbed his heart until it sliced down. He died, but I ripped his throat and pulled out his breathing tube. Then I picked it up and put it in a plastic bag.

"Come Grey. I was sleepy, wanting to sleep" I said casually and left.

"It's only 02:03, Ra," saw the watch, "wasn't you sleepy?" greysie asked, walking side by side.

"I don't usually take a nap, Grey" I replied, relaxing.

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