DEMON LORD'S REINCARNATION

After a quick breakfast—and a few more “interactions” with everyone else after that, I discovered that aside from Lucy joining us for a quick detour on my Unc’s ranch, everyone else who was thinking of staying in Cuervo Heights for a few days simply decided to drop it and just come with us for the moment.

“Even you, JP?” Kaley asked.

JP nodded, “Yeah, the troops will stay here but he’ll leave in a couple of hours as well.”

I then turned to Joe, “You too, right?”

Joe nodded, “Yep— I heard it can be pretty rowdy here but yeah…”

“Hmm?”

He scratched his head, “Yeah… I’ve been here one night and it’s fucking crazy— crazy-good, for sure— but I kinda want to have you around, bro, because us new faces have zero cred here and it’s hard to even move it by one…”

“Hah! Giving up from just one night?” Sheepy chuckled from the back.

Dax continued, “That’s how it goes, ya know? Sometimes, you have to get yourself in trouble, get shit on, then bounce right the fuck up and do it a couple or so times to get respect.”

Quinn rolled her eyes, “Or dominate everyone from the start like *points at me* him.”

Dax rolled his eyes as well, “Not everyone’s like the fucking main character though—”

“I’m not telling you to be like him, I was just setting up examples— but for the record, I like your way of thinking but I pretty much just dominated everyone else at first to get the respect I have from day one as well.”

“…sure.”

Sheepy chuckled, “Heh, bro can’t take a compliment but *looks back at Quinn* now that you’re here, Dax is great with logistics and shit— We’d love to shoot our shot with you as well so we have a leg up among everyone else trying to make it here.”

‘I really thought they’d stand on their own two feet but yeah, this works as well…’

Lucy cut in, “Heh, quick question from you two though.”

“Hmm?” The two looked back at her at the same time.

“I always need people from my side but I do have other requirements aside from prospects shaving their heads and getting tats or brands.”

Dax looked on with slight interest, “What is it?”

Lucy just had this predatory glint in her eyes, “For one, from the place I’m stationed we party hard every fucking day and one thing always leads to another fucking thing, and so on…”

The two brothers almost gave this look of, “We do that shi plenty of times, cus”, but before they actually mouthed it, they left their mouths agape when Lucy finished her sentence.

“A normal day and night cycle would be to snort a line of coke from a 10-inch dildo that was just jammed up your ass to cleaning up blood, piss, shit, and vomit while seeing a naked 500-pound predator take advantage of the ones who were knocked out cold. There are even instances where you’d have bang a granny—not a GILF—an old-timer with saggy tits while her limp-dick husband jerks off to you then offers— no, then would proceed to eat the cum leaking from his wife and then make out with ya… And some things are down-right unspeakable.”

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“You two think you got what it takes?”

Dax shook his head, “I thought you were mechanics, repo men, and delivery bitches?”

Lucy chuckled, “That’s our day job but we’re in the territory of another family that’s basically running Las Vegas, they’d sometimes need assistance too so they don’t kick us to the curb. It’s a give-and-take kind of deal, you dig?”

At that point, even I listened in to their conversation once Dax asked for more specifics because every info I could get in regards to the Garcia family was fucking gold. Well, I hoped Lucy would tell me more about it in the coming days we’d spend with her.

However, there was always that brief moment when one’s real feelings and intentions would get revealed before they put their layer of masks back on.

It was already a miracle that I saw it bu Kaley definitely saw that small crack on Lucy’s face.

While it was true that we heard all sorts of fucked up things from her mouth, it was still night and day compared to seeing it with her own two eyes. And we haven’t even talked about the “unspeakable” things she mentioned.

In any case, we ended breakfast on an okay-ish tone, and funnily enough, Dax and Sheepy also decided to come with us for one last time before they attempted to put down roots in Cuervo Heights or any other place they’d set their sights on.

After a while, everyone had already boarded our vessel for our original goal.

“Leaving already, Hermano?” Mr. Cuervo jokingly asked as he waved us off by the pier.

“We’ll write you a letter or something, heh. We won’t be long.”

“Don’t fucking jinx it.”

“I’m not— Well, fuck it. We’ll be back as soon as we can.”

“Just make sure of that.”

“Heh.”

With that said, it was still a few hours before noon when we sailed to Quezon Province— but aside from everything being uneventful while we were safe from the safety of our water vehicle, we did fly our drones for as much as they could to gather some information from the shore.

Obviously, the same scene appeared over and over again, looted houses, walking dead, empty streets, dismembered body parts with chewed-up bits strewn all over, a congestion of vehicles in our particular street or intersection, and the rare occurrence of survivors spotting us either waving to get help or scurrying somewhere to hide.

We were about a third of the way to our destination where we reached Tayabas Bay, and instead of driving close to the shore like usual, we decided to sail straight ahead—not only to save time but also to avoid Lucena City, from where we had this incident with one of Artem’s subordinates, Alexander.

Looking from afar, it seemed like they also made use of the boats available and the space allotted to them by breeding fish in enclosures made of nets floating on the water.

I couldn’t say much about their security if they were to receive an attack from the water but let’s just say that with the number of people manning the area, they have a lot of space to cover.

‘Well… Which fucking zombie swims and who would have the resources to attack from this side? Heh. I know a few but they’re making it way~ easier for everyone else above them…’

It’s just that this weird stand-off between us where we were just checking each other through a telescope ended when one of their people in charge decided to try and contact us via radio:

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[This is Captain Mendoza of the DDR Cluster in the City of Lucena— We can see you have a vessel armed to the teeth and people with the same getup, state your reason for passing by.]

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“For pleasure,” I replied as I rolled my eyes.

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[For— To whom am I speaking? Can you direct me to the person in charge?]

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“You’re speaking to him—”

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[I don’t have time for jokes—]

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“I also don’t have time for fucking Captains questioning my actions as if he’s above me. If you don’t know who the fuck I am, it would make me think that the City of Lucena is under a detachment that has gone AWOL. If that’s the case, I suggest you try and sink my vessel now or you’ll be met with overwhelming force if you piss me off another time.”

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[That’s— I really have no idea, sir… I— But I assure you, if we’re one of those scum that turned their backs on the government, we wouldn’t even be trying to establish contact. We… We were just making sure you’re not a threat—]

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“I will be a fucking threat if I want to.”

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[With all due respect, sir. I don’t understand the hostility and grandstanding—]

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“Hah! I’m pretty sure you know why but— Weeeell~ I’m kind of thinking that you may have ‘forgotten’ that as well or was made to forget everything— But just for your reference, I lead the special unit under the president’s orders and I’m free to do shit at my whim. And since I already told you that I can be a threat and we’re really just passing by for pleasure, let’s end it at that. Good day, Captain.”

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[Ah— Umm… Sure…]

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After that short interaction, we just went to our merry ways and it further solidifies my thought of having the whole area in a bubble where a single person was moving strings to their will while maintaining the illusion of the status quo being met.

‘That’s for another time… Lemme call Unc—’

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[Yo, kid, you coming this day, right?]

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“Yeah?”

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[You have a midwife with you?]

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“Hah? I can—”

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[I’m not showing you your Aunt’s pussy, you—]

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“Don’t tell me—”

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[I am telling you, lardboy! I need a midwife, stat! Your aunt’s giving birth soon!]

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“Can’t you have just told me fucking sooner?! Where’s that fuckin—”

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[Ednalyn, that fucking quack? We just fucking burned her a couple of months ago!]

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“What?! WHY?!”

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[YOU KNOW FUCKING WHY! SHE’S A QUACK! Right, you have some Hoo-Hoos with you as well?]

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