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In the dark of his cell, Enlighter lies down on the hard bed looking up at the ceiling unable to sleep. He has never been able to sleep in total silence. Be it music, white noise, or at least the tv had to be on to give him something to listen to other than his own thoughts or his mind wouldn’t quiet. Then again what did it matter anymore? He doesn’t have much time left. “I would say you can stop being so quiet but you really can’t, can you Ghostblade?” He says to the shadow in the corner of his cell. Of course he was given no response. No surprise, his guest isn’t known for his communication skills to the point Enlighter wonders if trust is why Ghostblade never speaks. Trust really can be an annoying thing.
In a way Enlighter almost feels like it is an honor to be deemed such a threat to have the rank four “hero” sent to take him out. Though it isn’t really because he would be hard to take out, not as he now. His trust value dropped down to the pits of hell after the mess he turned True Love’s Recipe into and the visor he used as God Eye not only was busted but taken away from him when he was arrested. No, they just want to make sure the job actually gets done this time. With how Blankster not only failed, but was exposed as a fraud, there is no way Enlighter will be allowed to live. He knows too much.
He’s known since the moment he started to bite the hand that feeds him, his life would on a timer. Ether he would gain enough trust to expose the CEOs and the commission itself for their atrocities or he would fall to one of their lap dogs. If only he had exposed Nice sooner for his many crimes then maybe he would still be alive. Then maybe Enlighter would have enough trust to expose the true filth of this world.
“What are you waiting for?” Enlighter breaks the deafening silence. “We both know I can’t fight back” he laughs in disbelief at how he hasn’t been stabbed yet. “You know what, actually keep that up” he says as he sits up and looks right into the almost glowing eyes in the corner of his cell. “I want to tell you exactly what I think of you before I die and haunt you for the rest of your life. Trust me, after I die I will not be leaving your side for a moment.”
He pauses, almost expecting the assassin to strike anyway, but when that didn’t happen he continues. “You little cowered, hiding in the shadows as you wait for the perfect moment to kill your defenseless victims.” A manic laugh bubbles out of his throat, he maybe about to die but he feels down right giddy as he mocks the so-called assassin “hero” right to his face.
“Your kill count has to be in the upper hundreds at this point, if not the thousands. How many of them were innocent, huh Ghostblade? And don’t you dare try to tell me they were all evil. Just because Rock or Shang De told you to kill someone that does not mean they deserved it. All it really means is you are a pathetic little lap dog obeying whatever sugar daddy is paying your bills at that moment. Seeing as you left Rock behind, let me guess… did you get back in bed with Shang De? Does his cock fit better in your mouth?” He falls back on the bed as he holds his stomach laughing so hard it hurts.
After a moment, as Ghostblade makes no move, Enlighter’s laughter dies out and he looks up at the ceiling. He can’t believe he’s still alive after all he’s said so far. “Do you want me to continue or should I save some material for while I’m haunting you?” He smiles up at nothing as he wonders what it will feel like to die. Depends on where Ghostblade stabs him it could be a slow and painful process, but would Ghostblade actually want to make it that painful? He might because of Enlighter’s words, however pain can lead to screaming and screaming certainly would not do Ghostblade any good.
“I hope” Enlighter continues because as long as Ghostblade is not stabbing him he might as well make this as unpleasant as possible. “That one of your victims left behind a broken child” a cruel smile pulls at the corner of his lips extending them further than any genuine smile would. “Because it would bring me so much happiness to see that child become a hero to beat the shit out of you. I hope they leave you broken and bloody with no one to find you just so you can suffer more.” An almost cackle of insanity erupts from his lips “still better than you deserve after all the innocent lives you’ve taken.”
When nothing happens, Enlighter turns to look at that same dark corner and just stares as everything goes still. The glowing eyes are gone. He sits up and looks around his cell and… nothing… Ghostblade is nowhere to be seen. Did Ghostblade leave? Did Enlighter actually say something that got to him or was he never even here to begin with?
If Enlighter is seeing things that aren’t really there he truly has lost his mind. Without his mind what does he even have anymore? His still has his life, for the time being. Is that even a good thing? His hero career is over, no one will ever trust him again. It probably doesn’t matter anyway, he most likely is never getting out of here alive even if no one kills him themselves. What is there left for him to do other than slowly rot away at this point? Hope they send another assassin? It would be ironic if Yang Cheng The New E-Soul was sent to do the job. Then again, he’s pretty sure MG and Treeman still do not get along so at least that fate in unlikely. Maybe, for some reason, fate just wants to keep him alive? He wonders as he lies back down and closes his eyes. Maybe he will actually get some sleep.