The Private Meeting - Invited

Cutting the tension with a knife was the only atmosphere going within his office. As they both left and Yangcong sitting there by himself, he let out a deep sigh and turned away from his desk as he pulled out his whisky bottle and chugged the entire 750ml bottle in one sitting. He knew that their relationship was getting foggy and as sometime had passed since his isolation, he threw the bottle against the wall as he looked himself in the mirror with a smug like attitude. He'd remember what Derry had told him and then just focused on how mad Hazel was. He knew that the relationship that he thought they had was real, but he knew after the ship that it was only going downhill from there. He'd have to find someone else instead, considering that mixing business with pleasure isn't the way to go. He'd let out a sigh once again before and just shaking his head in disappointment. He'd pull out a photo from his pocket, it was a picture of his late wife and newborn son, the only photo he had just before the disaster happened that changed his life apart. He'd look to the mirror and stare at his scar. Stare at his demonic ears that he had acquired. The power flowing through him was only growing. His youth was slowly restoring within him and as much as he was mad at Hazel for not loving him back, he wouldn't force it. After all, he was stupid enough to even consider a relationship with a demon anyway. As he stood there with his anxiety going through the roof. He had finally calmed himself down and opened his drawer. His purple amulet was there, the same carbon copy that he had given to Zuqetta. 

"Planet Plant is going to be nothing but ashes once i'm done with it. No one will stop my plan to rid those saiyan bastards that killed my wife and my son."

He'd close the drawer and walked out of his office. 



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