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  At this point, the story will become gross and less 'pnned' with trashy scenes. This story's integrity has been discarded in exchange for pure fucked-up-ness. A.K.A Slop.

  TLDR: As of this chapter, the story will become garbage slop.

  There's still gonna be art though.

  I was a good man. I was a good man.

  I lived a life proper, a loving family. I was the eldest child, with a sister who was the middle child and a brother who was the youngest. My parents were also incredibly kind, helping people out of the bottom of their hearts.

  I didn't understand it though. People were mean, they were capable of violence even to those who feed them. All for the sake of themselves, kindness simply meant giving those kind of people a path to your vulnerable heart.

  How do I know? Because I was different, I tried doing the same as my family. My father which donated a significant amount of money to a charity every month, my mother which walked along streets alongside my youngest brother to feed homeless people.

  Pathetic. Those homeless people have Birthrights too, what the hell have they been doing?

  Still, I tried to understand. I tried to help people.

  In high school, I tried. I helped people with what made me different, my Birthright, it was a Form birthright named: Gecko Fingers by the Birthright Registration System. It allowed me to stick myself to walls with them and my grip of objects are close to impossible to weaken.

  I tried to help people, people with issues regarding their existence. I've saved two of them already from trying to cut their own lives short, I've caught people willing to die if it meant their suffering would end.

  I thought people would be happy, but rarely do they acknowledge my deeds. Instead of the good I've done with these fingers, my peers shunned me from it.

  I was a freak, my appearance was. I also had a rge neck, probably obtained as an additional form from my grandparents.

  I had the strongest versions of our family's birthrights. My Gecko Fingers were so long and strong compared to my family, and my neck was so durable that even a knife wouldn't be able to pierce it.

  I should be strong, yet why do so many people treat me like an animal?

  Those I've saved would always be grateful for a bit before they'd scram off to somewhere else, and the next time we get near each other they would avoid me.

  Is it because of my appearance? Is that just it? Why is it that I, Hinny Brahmun, being treated this way because of mere outward appearance?

  When my father helps people they grin and thank him profusely, my mother they'd regurly converse with. My siblings would always have a group of friends around them, quite popur.

  Their Birthrights were weaker than mine, but because of that their appearance was no more than that of a human. Not to mention they were all quite attractive.

  Is that it? Is my goodwill being seen as lesser simply because I do not look normal? What a fucking farce.

  I wanted to help, but I am not recognized for it. I tried to understand but for the deeds I've done, all I got were the uncomfortable gazes of my peers.

  ***

  Hinny gritted his teeth, ying his head down slumped on his desk. He was at peace for a moment until a hand pced itself upon his fesk, this broke Hinny's train of thought.

  Hinny's eyes narrowed as he saw who it was that interrupted him, freshmen. Two freshmen to be exact, and if he had to guess it would be about... That.

  "What's up, Sir Hinny!" the freshman said, this was the bastard that put his hand on my desk.

  He looked... Rather rebellious...

  With obviously dyed blonde hair and bck earrings, he had a smile on his face. A rather insidious one, Hinny could practically smell his intentions.

  He was gonna ask for the same thing as every other freshman that's went up to him.

  "I'm Xinn, a freshman. But that's not important right now, what's important is your decision. Say, we introduce you to some of our friends and you introduce us to just one student," Xinn replied.

  "We heard from your other cssmates that you're quite lonely here. And judging by how you're sulking around here you've been lonely for a loooong time even before high school. Our friends don't really care about appearances just as long as you're good enough. Oh, I'm Thanum, by the way," the second freshman, Thanum said.

  "I'm sure you can put those fingers to use and actually get some py, huh?" Xinn added.

  Hinny's eyes widened a bit, he'd never really considered it. But, if helping others outside isn't working, what about helping others in bed? Maybe if he accepts this deal, he won't be seen with such disgusted eyes anymore. Maybe, he might even get the opportunity to fuck a girl.

  "And this one student I'm supposed to introduce you two is exactly who I'm thinking about?" Hinny replied, a growing grin present on his face.

  Xinn and Thanum smiled in response, "You got it, Hinny!"

  ***

  "Big Brother, how many times do I have to tell you, no!" Heven shouted in annoyance.

  "Come on, Heven... How do you know those two are bad news?" Hinny replied, his eyebrows furrowing followed with a grimace.

  "They-They're bad news! They keep on trying to hit on one of my friends and they don't listen to the teachers! I heard they even caused one of our cssmates to go missing," Heven replied.

  Hinny's eyes narrowed, judging.

  Heven's eyes widened in response, "N-No I didn't mean tha-"

  " 'I heard that guy was groping the girl that he saved!', 'I heard that pervert's using his long neck to peek at the girls' changing room!' ", Hinny replied, mouthing off the rumors that circuted around him.

  "Th-That's different! I know you, Big Brother! I know you're not the type to do those things!" Heven replied.

  "Heven, why not give them a chance? They even helped me do something before, and I figured out that they've been wanting to meet you for awhile so I wanted to pay them back a bit. Say, if they're really dangerous I'll go with you, alright?" Hinny proposed.

  Heven looked down, clenching her fists, delibirating, "Fine! But, Big Brother, you better be there, okay?!"

  Hinny gave his sister a smile, "I promise."

  ***

  Heven nervously sat down on a bench at a park, her face covered in sweat as she looked at her phone.

  'Where are you, Big Brother?! I'm alone here at the park!' Heven texted to her big brother's number.

  ***

  Hinny grinned nervously, as the freshman girl before him moved closer. She had medium-length brown hair, and blue eyes. Her uniform loose and open, revealing her cy bra that exuded a matureness that he was overwhelmed by.

  Was this it? Was he finally going to...

  The eager girl wrapped her arms around Hinny's rge neck, she found that she was unable to wrap her arms around Hinny's neck. Still, she gave him an inviting smile.

  "Sweet dreams, Mister," the eager girl whispered.

  Suddenly, Hinny felt something stab his back. Then something entered him.

  Hinny's eyes widened, but he couldn't retaliate against it. The heavy feeling, as his consciousness began to fade away.

  ***

  Heven's eyes widened, she saw the two boys enter the park. She quickly texted on her phone again, and when she found no answer she quickly stood up and tried to walk away.

  Big Brother's not here, I'm not going to-

  "Heven! Wait!" A famir voice shouted at her.

  Heven's eyes widened again, she immediately turned her head towards the source.

  The missing cssmate! Reim!

  "R-Reim! You're back!" Heven spoke in surprise.

  Reim gave Heven an apologetic smile, "I-I'm sorry I couldn't tell everyone... But I'm not going to school anymore..."

  Heven hesitated for a second as she saw the two boys approach them, but she was far too worried about Reim to think about them. Heven ran towards Reim and hugged her.

  "That's fine... Reim... I'm just gd you're safe..." Heven replied.

  The two boys stopped just before Reim, a few steps behind her. Reim gave a relieved sigh and patted Heven's head.

  "I'm sorry, I couldn't tell anyone but I'm fine now... Thanks to Xinn and Thanum, they gave me a pce to stay and took care of me after what happened," Reim expined.

  Heven's eyes slightly opened as she stared at the two boys, they gave her an awkward smile while rubbing the back of their heads, as if to apologize for how suspicious they'd looked.

  Heven pursed her lips as she'd realized that her Big Brother was right, these people really were good guys!

  "I-I'm sorry, Xinn and Thanum... I really thought you guys were trouble..." Heven apologized.

  Then, Reim expined her situation to Heven. Her dad was drunk that night, and harmed Reim, bming her for his wife's death. Reim ran away from home, and those two boys found her. Gave her shelter and helped her get back up on her feet.

  As Reim told her story, she looked fondly at the two boys. Giving them a wink.

  "I wanted to meet you today, Heven. I'm sorry, it must've looked so suspicious. I want you to tell everyone that I'm fine and to reassure them, especially Menes and Yuer, those two babies are probably worried about me. Our cssmates look up to you so I figured you were the best person for this..." Reim said.

  Heven took a deep breath,"Don't worry about that, Reim! As long as you're all well and good I don't care how this meeting happened."

  Heven gave Reim a smile of her own, she took hold of Reim's hands. Heven's slightly sticky fingers caused by her Form Birthright made her touch very warm, "I'll make sure everyone knows you're alright!"

  "Thank you, Heven! You're the best!" Reim replied and hugged the girl.

  Reim then let go, and the silence slowly started to fill the air. Then, a ding, a notification cut through the silence. Reim opened her phone and her eyes widened, "Woah, I forgot! The movie I've been looking forward to watching just came out today!"

  The two boys seemed surprised, then they ran towards Reim and looked at her phone as well.

  "Woah, this looks fun!" Thanum said.

  "The mall theater's scheduling the movie!" Xinn noted.

  Heven smiled at the trio,"Wanna watch it together?"

  "Eh, are you sure, Heven?" Reim asked.

  "Mhm!" Heven replied with a close-eyed smile.

  "Fuck yeah!" Xinn replied.

  Heven was still slightly surprised by the boys' nguage, but she knew they were good guys at heart.

  "It's always just been the two of us for our entire life so we're really grateful you two decided to be friends with us," Thanum thanked them both.

  "I'm sure you guys will make many more friends in the future, you guys are really kind," Heven replied.

  Then, Heven remembered his older brother. These two, Xinn and Thanum reminded her of him. Rumours and perceptions about them ruined their chances of finding friends.

  "Oh, by the way, did you guys see my big brother on the way? He should've been here but he's not responding to my texts," Heven asked.

  "Oh, yeah. I'm pretty sure he was sleeping at school when we came from there, did her forget?" Xinn replied.

  Heven sighed,"Jeez, that brother of mine..."

  ***

  It all started with one look, at the movie when no one else was looking. Xinn and Heven accidentally looked at each other, both turned their heads in embarassment.

  Then, as the movie progressed. Xinn started making funny jokes, ones that both Thanum and Reim didn't find funny. Yet he kept making those kinda jokes, because he heard Heven's barely audible giggles.

  Hey, someone found his joke funny. The movie ended with a sad ending, one that made both Xinn and Heven cry. Reim simply smiled at the ending whilst Thanum tesingly ughed at both Heven and Xinn for crying.

  Heven anxiously waited at a lone bus stop, her three friends lived in the same house that was close to the mall so they just simply walked back home. Heven didn't like being alone, the hums of nothing never soothed her sociable heart.

  That was until she heard a familiar voice call out to her. It was Xinn, he went back to her so they both could wait for a bus. Xinn said Heven looked sad when the three of them left so he decided to go back to keep her company until a bus would finally arrive.

  ***

  Hinny couldn't tell Heven the truth, he couldn't tell her that those three friends of hers had drugged him.

  Why? Because they got dirt on him, they took a video of Hinny touching and groping Reim's body.

  A scandal, because of Hinny starting school te. At second-year, Hinny was already nineteen years old, whilst Reim was fourteen years old at that time.

  This could get him arrested, and even worse, lower everyone's perception of him. Even his family might actually disown him.

  So, he just listened to Heven's story whilst keeping his mouth shut.

  It hurt, because the so-called sweet Xinn she's been telling him about was the very same person that threatened to post an incriminating video of him touching a teenager.

  Then, as the next day came, a text came up on Hinny's phone, 'What kinds of foods does she like?'

  ***

  Helplessly, Hinny noticed Heven's changes.

  She started wearing make-up, bringing back gifts given to her by Xinn. Then, she started wearing skirts that were above the knee-length.

  She started wearing clothes that exposed her neck, her shoulders. Then, she asked for a bigger allowance from father. Father was quick to comply, as it was a request from her only daughter.

  Then, Xinn started demanding money from Hinny. Which he quickly complied with.

  Then, the bckmail started piling up. As Xinn forced Hinny to do all sorts of things, like making him do all sorts of things with Reim to increase the bckmail Xinn has on him.

  Reim basically agreed to everything, as long as she gets to do the deed with Thanum. Her 'master.'

  Hinny slowly realized that Xinn and Thanum were pnning to turn his little sister into a sve. Just like Reim, helpless and addicted.

  Hinny couldn't do anything, because he only had a number of options to pick. But all these options only saved one out of two people, and the person he chose to save was himself.

  ***

  Then, the day came. He was sent a video, like a farmer harvesting his crops.

  That whore on the screen was her sister, he could see Xinn's smile as he ravenously took Hinny's sister. Pleasures, moans of ecstasy.

  Hinny's eyes widened as he observed every detail, of her sister being taken. That sweet voice of hers, the sounds of flesh spping against flesh. The bed creaking, the pleas of the whore and the hidden cruelty in the man's ughter.

  Hinny's lips slowly hung open, the corners of his mouth twisting into a smile.

  You were too kind, it was your fault, really.

  I didn't force you to hang-out with them, and I didn't force you to love him.

  I made the trap, but you were the one who decided to take the bait.

  Yeah, I can see it.

  I'm not losing my little sister, my little sister is losing herself.

  You're happy, right?

  Yeah, I know you are.

  Goodbye, Heven.

  ***

  "Your sister's so tight, Hinny. Wanna see it?" the text remained.

  Months went by and videos of Xinn ravishing Heven piled up, her demeanor with every video changing from shy and timid to one of lustfulness and addiction to sexual pleasures.

  Until, Heven no longer returned home. Her family was distraught about her disappearance, with only Hinny knowing what's happened to her.

  Afterall, he would be sent updates about Heven's status through the videos constantly sent to him.

  Hinny looked in twisted joy as he pressed the download button.

  ***

  A year had passed after Heven's disappearance, and by this point, updates regarding Heven were starting to slow down.

  Hinny knew that Xinn was either getting bored of Heven, or getting bored of sending videos to Hinny.

  At least until,

  'Vana'

  'Fuck you talking about, Hinny?'

  'That's the name of Heven's mother'

  '...'

  'She loves dark chocote, and has a hobby of pottery.'

  'Hinny, you're a fucking scumbag'

  'Her husband goes away to work from 8:00 AM to 8:00 PM, and goes on Business Trips often. I'll inform you when these Business Trips are happening.'

  'Really itching for more videos, huh?'

  'My little brother goes to high school now, but I can keep him busy if you need.'

  'You think I'm gonna do it just cause you're telling me all this shit?'

  'Your earrings, Weapon Birthright: Bck-hearted Love. Increases production of oxytocin in the brains of nearby humans.'

  'You fucking searching on me, I still have my Bckmail, you son of a bitch!'

  'Thanum's hair dye, Art Birthright: High-Dye. Increases Dopamine Production, users with the hair dye can share the effect through transfer of bodily fluids such as saliva, blood, mucus and others.'

  'What the fuck?!'

  'Vana, get her out of my family. My father just needs one more push then he'll end himself.'

  'Alright, we'll do it. Just don't fucking snitch.'

  ...

  ...

  A video was sent after three months, Hinny grinned as he watched the video. Moans from the video echoed throughout his lonesome room.

  ...

  ...

  Goodbye, Mother.

  ...

  ...

  Goodbye, Father.

  ...

  ...

  ...

  See you ter, Little Brother.

  ***

  "You ready, Mister?" One of the guards asked.

  "Sure am!" Mr. Hands replied, his long and sticky fingers wrapping around his neck-tie.

  He adjusted his tie and looked forwards with a twisted smile on his face. As the curtains were pulled back, there he was. Smiles from people, all with power, authority and money.

  And they're all here for his services, his goods, and himself. Mr. Hands raised his right arm, his hands cking fingernails due to its structure. He made a horrifying expression, the smile of someone who's devoid of light.

  SpoilerMr. Hands' dapper suit!

  [colpse]His eyes reminiscing of a time when he'd gotten rid of his entire family, now he is the master of his family. The leading man, and he's making so much money now that his own father would look like a beggar compared to him.

  "Welcome, every noble, every infamous criminals or whoever you might be, to my Auction of Hands! I know you're itching to see the merchandise, but first, we must hide ourselves from prying eyes! Ready?" Mr. Hands announced.

  The crowd cheered, ughed, chuckled but they all held joys of a twisted happiness. Mr. Hands grinned, as the entire room started shaking, until it felt like the earth began to move.

  The room was moving, deeper down. Underground, like a giant elevator.

  Mr. Hands grinned, 'This entire mechanism costed only seven Reformed's worth of money,' he thought.

  Well... Considering how expensive Reformed actually were, it made sense.

  Still, 'What good business!'

  This movement of the room continued for around sixteen more minutes until it stopped, the crowd raised their gsses in unison as if it was tradition. They cheered when the movement stopped, and clinked their gsses against each other.

  The actual auction was about to start.

  ***

  A nobleman slowly walked towards the stage with a neutral expression, holding a gss wine. He looked middle-aged, with a growing stubble on his face. He was handsome, the mature and manly kind. He had short blonde hair and brown eyes, and his outfit was of a typical noble of low ranking status.

  His clothes were complex, but not too fshy. Patterns only a noble could afford but nothing more, his clothes were the bare minimum expected of a noble's attire. Still, he had this air of power to him.

  Then, behind him. There were his three servants, behind him to his left was a decently tall maid. Her medium-length dark blue hair tied in a small low pony-tail, her face yielding a bnk face with her striking bright red eyes contrasting against the dark hues of her hair. She had on a lengthy maid uniform, covering most of her body except the top part of her chest.

  Like most Weapon Birthright users, she followed tradition when it came to 'important' events and showed off her silver diamond mark. Present on the upper area of her torso, between her chest and neck areas. Her build wasn't petite nor slim, she seemed rather fit or well-built.

  And considering that she was a Weapon user, she was probably no stranger to fights. A perfect bodyguard, with beauty and danger.

  Behind the maid was another woman, she had simir features to the nobleman with the same hair color and eye colors. Most of the onlookers assumed she was a family members of his, she wore a combination of a noblewoman's dress and a nobleman's suit.

  With long skirts, and noble pants beneath. She wore a jacket accented with golden hues over what seemed to be a part of the noble dress. She embodied the word 'regal' and 'dangerous' at the same time.

  Her expression looked fiery with a defiant look through her pupils with a bck triangle birthmark under the side of her left eye which signified that she was an Ego user, she was beautiful in a way where the nobleman was as masculine as she was feminine albeit her body was incredibly muscur. Still, her style was rather rebellious.

  Then behind her, was a giant man. Though he held a more gentle expression, he had short fluffy brown with dull blue highlights along with dark red eyes that only seemed to lighten at the middle of his eyes. He wore a butler's suit, with his sleeves pulled back.

  Insectoid arms were revealed by the pulled back sleeves, which showed that he was a Form user. It appeared to be that each noble had a servant of their own.

  The two nobles watched intently to the stage, with the two servants looking around, probably surveying for potential threats seeing as they doubled as bodyguards as well.

  A different noble approached the group, a wide smirk on his face, "I quite fancy that maid of yours, Sir."

  The blonde nobleman turned his head over to the man, "I'd have thought a greeting was in order first."

  The different nobleman's smirk didn't falter, "Oh, pardon me. I am Ungil Baion, and you are...?"

  "Janos Grant, and to reply to your previous comment from earlier. Thank you for such a compliment, my maid has been trained thoroughly well." Janos introduced himself, while also thanking him.

  The noble girl's eyes grew fiercer gring at Janos.

  "Calm that head of yours, Keuli Grant. I know that our servants are top quality, so be rest assured knowing that I won't give them away quite easily." Janos replied to Keuli's anger.

  "Is that so? I'm willing to pay whatever price you set, Sir Janos, Miss Keuli," Ungil replied.

  "An interesting offer, however, I do feel we should focus on the Reformed first before we start talking about servants, shall we?" Janos answered.

  Ungil narrowed his eyes, yet smirked, "I understand, but my offer still stands, I'm quite fond of her breasts."

  Janos chuckled, "I fear we might be fond of the same things, sir Ungil."

  Keuli clenched her fists hard, a feral gre between both Janos and Ungil. Her giant butler put his hand on her shoulder, calming her down.

  "See, this is why you need a Reformed, Keuli. You could injure yourself with how possessive you tend to become," Janos stated.

  Ungil grinned, staring at Keuli. His gaze slowly lowering to her breasts, they weren't half bad either. Not to mention her angry expression, how Ungil wished to tame her.

  As, she's of nobility, Ungil wouldn't want to incite lord Janos' anger.

  'I fucking hate this!', Keuli thought.

  ***

  The auction began, and as the curtains rose. A giant cage was revealed, with a reformed inside.

  The crowd felt a sense of grandeur, as horrific and grotesque as they were, they were both weapons, bodyguards and creatures thay signified status.

  This one was quite interesting, with gigantic size and a lion-head on top of a body with two sets of bat wings that repced his arms. Feline qualities permated through the bottom, with a red tail ending with a separate vampiric mouth attached to it.

  This one looked rather regal and animalistic, what remained of this reformed's human qualities were their human teeth.

  They seemed uncanny, terrifying, a monster with human souls.

  This one was sold to medium-ranking noble, it was quite an expensive buy from him too.

  "This your first time?" A voice asked Janos.

  Janos looked beside him, the source of the voice, it was a boy. He looked like a teenager, with a big grin on his face. Janos' eyes narrowed, he'd recognized who the boy was.

  "Indeed, lord Vanel. I assume you've been to many of these auctions?" Janos asked.

  "Yup, though most of the time I just go in here to make connections. I've already bought a Reformed that's perfect for my reasons. I suggest Reformed who are offense-based, the devastation they create are marvelous," Vanel, the young appearing noble replied.

  Vanel, he was a high-ranking noble. He is also the head of his house, the Eternal Family. Famous for their extremely beautiful members who seem to barely age, they are a Form Birthright based family which focus on politics and diplomacy than war.

  However, this does not diminish their strength in war, as though their minds were just as youthful as their appearances. Their minds almost never forget, never falter and are always clear-headed.

  The current head, Vanel Eternal, has the 'strongest' variant of their Birthright, which was dubbed the 'Youth' birthright. The potency of his Birthright was so high that he's looked this youthful even after all these years.

  Vanel Eternal, is currently eighty-six years old. In terms of appearance though, he looked to be a fifteen to sixteen year old boy.

  SpoilerVanel Eternal, the eternal boy.

  [colpse]His wisdom was superior to most nobles, and his appearance made it so his opponents would always underestimate him. Then, by the time they'd realized their grave misconception, Vanel had already won.

  So, at the very least, Janos was cautious around him.

  However, this information was not present during the briefing of the operation. Only Janos could have known this, as a result.

  Keuli walked towards Vanel, "What's a kid like you doing here? Leave this pce, before anything happens."

  Janos' eyes widened as he witnessed Keuli grab Vanel's arm and pull him closer to her. Vanel's eyes seemed to widen for a mere moment before he squinted his eyes, his gaze meeting with Janos'.

  'Shit,' Janos thought.

  Vanel then looked up at Keuli, suddenly his entire demeanor changed, "Miss... What's gonna h-happen? I don't know what's happening! My parents brought me here but now I don't know where they went!"

  Jonas simply turned his head back towards the stage.

  'Her problem now, I can't afford to be a part of this scene,' Jonas thought.

  "I don't know exactly, but you shouldn't be here, kid," Keuli replied.

  Keuli looked at the stage to observe the situation, then she felt a smaller hand gently hold her wrist, "Miss, can I follow you? I don't know anyone else here!" Vanel pleased.

  Keuli looked hesitantly at the teenage boy, then stared at her butler. The butler sighed, but nodded.

  "Alright, but don't get in the way," Keuli warned the boy.

  Then, the auction continued with multiple Reformeds being bought. It was a typical auction, but with how these auctions work, not a single person has left the area.

  Jonas looked around, this was going to be difficult to do. He needed to do something now, time was ticking.

  So, Jonas ordered something of his own maid. The maid's eyes widened, her eyebrows furrowing before she'd close her eyes. She took a deep inhale, and nodded.

  This was something she needed to do, even if she hated that man. Janos needed a distraction.

  So, she promptly lowered her uniform. Offering others a bigger view of her cleavage, she snaked her hands to the inside of her clothes and uncsped her bra. She had to make her breasts as alluring as possible for that wretched man.

  Keuli hadn't noticed this, as the maid made sure that Keuli wouldn't find out until it is too te.

  The maid slowly walked to Ungil, her breasts bouncing with every step. Ungil was talking to other nobles until he'd noticed the maid approach him.

  His eyes widened and his lips contorted into a smirk as he'd seen those magnificently bouncing breasts coming towards him.

  "Lord Janos, apologizes for his rudeness earlier on. He has ordered for this maid to please you as an apology, Lord Ungil," the maid replied.

  Ungil grinned, then ughed, "Hahahaha! Is that so, Lord Janos is quite the accomodating man!"

  Ungil's eyes then darted over to the maid, his eyes full of perversion.

  Janos narrowed his eyes, slowly moving away from the scene to some corner where nobody else went. Vanel observed the blonde nobleman slip out of the crowd, a single eyebrow was raised in response.

  The crowd looked on at Ungil in curiosity and anticipation, entertainment during the auction.

  "Drop to your knees and pull it out," Ungil ordered with a lecherous grin on his face.

  The maid slowly knelt down, and pced her hand on Ungil's belt.

  'Please. Make a scene, Yau, so I can stop doing this,' Finell wished from her mind.

  As the maid slowly unbuckled Ungil's belt, her hands started shaking.

  "I like that look on your face, makes me wanna break you," Ungil spoke, seeing the maid subconsciously show a disgusted and fearful expression.

  Keuli slowly realized that the crowd's attention had changed, to somewhere behind her. She slowly turned around, her eyes widening. In an instant, she dashed towards the source of attention leaving the boy beside her.

  Keuli's golden fingers crackled with electricity. Its output so high it would fry anything that would make contact with it.

  "I'll fucking kill you!" Keuli shouted, her hand reaching out to touch Ungil.

  Ungil's eyes widened, he stumbled back in surprise. Vanel's eyes also widened, he smiled.

  In that moment, Keuli almost made contact with Ungil. Until a giant piece of metal sheet blocked her way, forcing her to stop just short of making contact.

  Ungil's guard, he had a Weapon Birthright with his silver diamond birthmark. He was massive, and from what Keuli assumed, this metal sheet was his birthright.

  The maid suddenly got up and backed away, nearing Keuli. The guard approached Ungil, now standing in between his master and Keuli.

  He picked up the metal sheet, and it slowly melded into the shape of a pentagonal shield.

  Suddenly, Keuli was apprehended by the guards.

  "Please, no interruptions! If you have any conflict and grievances, deal with it after the auction, thank you!" Mr. Hands spoke from the stage.

  Then, just as quickly the scene had transpired, it ended. But, that was all Janos needed, the single moment of attention being diverted away.

  "Get off me!" Keuli shouted at the guards, who swiftly let go of her.

  They waited for Keuli to sh out again, but she now seemed to have gathered at least some sense of rationality and refrained from attacking Ungil. Still, her scorn of the man remained evident on her face.

  ***

  Janos took pictures of the documents he found backstage, finding numerous logs of Reformeds. He needed to find evidence of Palmer and Freight Co's involvement in the auctions to obtain a warrant.

  He couldn't determine the representative of Palmer and Freight Co in the auction because of the sheer amount of individuals in the auction, however, if he found a single document or paper or something that mentioned the company's name in this pce.

  Then, it would be enough evidence for a low-level warrant.

  He searched in every compartment, until he'd found it. A record of Palmer & Son's Freight Co's shipping container being sent to a designated location. There was a note under it.

  "BR Stims inside." was written on the note.

  Janos kneeled down and scanned the entire record along with the note. Then he got up, there was enough evidence for a warrant.

  They needed to leave now. Considering how votile Keuli was, it wouldn't be long until they would be found out. Luckily, it's not like they needed to stay here for long anyways so...

  "Tsk, tsk ,tsk... Looks like even underground, them pesky birds still manage to get into my dignified auction! Ah, how careless of me! Lord Vanel truly is an angel, he truly has my best interests at heart." A familiar voice spoke.

  The auction was still ongoing so why...

  "You're a peacock aren't ya'? I wonder, will a bird's corpse serve as a good base for Reformeds?" Mr. Hands spoke, giving Janos a sickening grin.

  Janos' eyes widened, 'Fuck, I won't win against Hands!'

  Janos immediately pulled out his hidden pistol and shot at Mr. Hands, Mr. Hands chuckled and stretched out his hand. The bullet hit Mr. Hands' hand but it didn't even manage to break the skin of his palm, the bullet simply became stuck on his hand.

  "Those three with you, they're birds too, right?" Mr. Hands spoke.

  "Hands, the birds already know about this auction. Whether you realize or not, this entire facility is surrounded by birds!" The peacock answered.

  Mr. Hands chuckled, he brought up his left hand to adjust his gsses.

  "Peacock, you know how much this entire facility is? I'll tell you, it's pocket change for me," Mr. Hands replied.

  Mr. Hands then kneeled down, the peacock shot his pistol again but it was blocked by Mr. Hands' hand. Mr. Hands put his palm on the floor and with ease tore off a giant boulder from the floor.

  "What will you do now, Peacock? I don't wanna damage you too much, but I reckon we could still do a lot with a headless corpse," Mr. Hands spoke, his arm flexed, raising the boulder to the height of his head.

  The Peacock grit his teeth, and pressed a button from a device in his jacket pocket.

  A timer had been set, Peacock and the others must meet with the Invader halfway. This is the only way to survive while bringing the evidence back.

  It's do or die, by now, Yaufin, Finell and Baley would've been informed of the signal.

  We must escape now.

  End of 7: Auction.