"Impostor, as in?" Flashy asked.
Pablo replied, "I an among all the candidates there is soone from the military."
"Soone from the military? You an they already got selected?"
"You idiot. I an that there is soone placed here by the military for various reasons. That person is already a part of the military and they are placed here to act like candidates. Get it now?" Pablo explained.
"Yeah. Kind of."
"And I think a good reward will be given to the person who will find that impostor. Let’s call them X."
"But why will the military do that? And are you even entirely sure about this impostor thing?"
"I am sure. There is an X among us. Tests like these demand soone like that. And the military wants only the best candidates for themselves. So this X must be giving information to them about everyone. That’s all there is."
"Okay? So what now?" Flashy asked. He believed Pablo. He had no other choice.
"For now, don’t tell anyone that you have food with you. Join the people who don’t have food. Act like you also don’t have food."
"What about you then?"
"Don’t worry about . I will manage. You go and join them. Act smart there. Don’t be an idiot. Talk less there and listen to their plans. And tell about those plans as well. Understand?"
"Yes. I get it." Flashy nodded and joined the group who had no food. He also began complaining. He also joined the people who were agitated.
’He is doing good. I hope he doesn’t ss up.’ Pablo watched Flashy and the others but his view was obstructed by soone.
A woman stood in front of him.
"Do you have food with you?" She asked.
"Yes." Pablo gave an honest answer. He won’t lie like Flashy for reasons unknown.
The woman’s eyes lit up as she dashed at Pablo.
Pablo moved back and Woman stopped a little far from him.
"Then would you like to share it with ? I can do anything for you." The Woman said. She used the sa tactics as other won.
She was wearing a shirt and she undid three buttons from the top.
She leaned towards Pablo and Pablo saw her chest in a clear view.
’No bra? Good for ventilation.’ Pablo remarked but he didn’t show any kind of special reaction to the Woman.
"Do you like what you see? You will be able to see more inside the tent."
The woman reached closer to Pablo and her face was near Pablo’s mouth. He felt her breath.
’Waste of ti.’ Pablo sighed.
"Try soone else, girl. You don’t have what it takes to seduce ." Pablo refused the offer.
The woman twitched. She was a woman and Pablo called her a girl. He treated her like a child. Unacceptable.
The woman decided to try harder.
She placed her hand on Pablo’s chest, she slid it inside Pablo’s shirt and brought her lips closer to Pablo’s lips.
Her other hand went towards Pablo’s waist and then it went downwards.
Her hand was above Pablo’s pants and she proceeded to put it inside his pants.
But before she could touch Pablo’s baton…
"Guhhhh!" The woman coughed.
She didn’t cough because of the dust but because she struggled to breathe.
And she struggled to breathe not because of so Asthma shit but because of Pablo.
Before the Woman could give a handjob, Pablo moved his hand and grabbed the neck of the woman instead.
"How about I give you a handjob instead, slut?" Pablo gritted his teeths. His eyes were empty as they peered inside the Woman’s wide eyes.
"Did I not tell you to go away?" He said. "Pablo Castillo is a man with the tightest pants in the world. The only thing I take in bed is nothing but sleep. Don’t ever touch casually again. Or else…"
Pablo tightened the grip on the woman’s neck.
"This Daddy will literally choke you to death."
Pablo lifted the woman in the air.
"Do you understand?" He asked.
The woman wiggled her legs and hands in agreent.
"Will you go away now?"
The woman did the sa action.
"Good girl." Pablo smiled and…
THUD!
He let go of the Woman. She fell down on the ground and crawled away from Pablo as fast as she could.
Everyone else watched the whole thing and there were so other won too.
"You want so too?" Pablo asked.
The woman diverted their gaze and carried on finding others. No one would co near Pablo. At least no woman.
However, there was a woman or a girl who constantly stayed with Pablo.
"You know," Cupid said. "For a criminal, it’s surprising that you let go of a chance like that. You raped won back on Earth so how co you didn’t took up on her offe-"
’I never raped.’ Pablo interrupted the Angel.
"Huh? But you had charges of rap-"
’Those were the charges for rape attempts. Not rapes.’
"You did rape attempts on the princesses of various countries. And rape attempts an that you were going to do the deed but failed."
’Heh. And you think I will fail at sothing especially when it cos to cri?’
"Then…"
’If I had intended to rape them then I would have done that a hundred tis. Rape was the only cri I never did.’
"Then why do you have the charges of rape attempts?" Cupid couldn’t understand.
’That is the tragedy, Angel. Any attack made against a beautiful woman is considered a rape attempt. I just wanted to kill them and I did. End of story.’ Pablo stopped talking.
His words forced Cupid to think about the reality of everything. Pablo never raped a woman. The biggest criminal that ever existed never raped soone. She too beca silent by such an observation.
Pablo didn’t care about Cupid’s thoughts as he just focused on the situation in front of him.
After that woman, no one approached Pablo and as ti went on, won were becoming less and less.
Five more minutes passed, and now there were no won left around the things.
All hundred won found a custor or a partner for themselves and the four hundred n were left with no food.
"This is so wrong. Why can’t we have food? Where is that old man?" Flashy shouted. He acted his complaining part well.
All the other n turned their heads and Flashy and squinted their eyes.
"Aren’t you soone’s comrade?"
"Yeah. Your na is Flashy, right?"
"And your Boss is Pablo Castillo. And your Boss told that woman that he had food."
"So why are you complaining that you have no food? Is your Boss not giving you anything?"
"Um… Well. The thing is… Haha." Flashy lost words. He couldn’t construct an answer.
’I will kill him for sure.’ Pablo made a ntal note for the future and stepped forward.
"I lied." Pablo said.
"About what?" Everyone asked.
"About food. I also have no food."
"Bullshit. You told that woman that you have food. Why did you do that then?"
"To fool everyone."
"Oh yeah? And it seems you are trying to fool us as well." One man ca forward on behalf of the crowd. He was a tall man with a beard.
"You all aren’t able to see the big picture. If you hear out, you all will survive." Pablo remained calm.
"Yeah. Let’s hear him at least. We have nothing to lose." Flashy supported Pablo’s idea even when he had no idea what Pablo was doing.
"Your words an nothing, coward. But we will hear your Boss out." The tall man agreed and everyone else agreed with him.
"Great. What’s your na?" Pablo asked.
"Ingine." The tall man’s na was Ingine.
’Ingine? Sounds like Engine. His father’s na would be Motor or sothing.’ Pablo thought of so useless things.
"Alright, Ingine. First, let’s just set up our tents. Eat the painkiller pill and then we’ll talk." Pablo suggested.
"Well, that’s a good idea." Ingine agreed and so did others.
They all picked up their tents and started walking towards other tents.
"Stop. Don’t go there. Let’s do it like this." Pablo stopped everyone.
He called them back and after a while, all four hundred n without food were standing behind Pablo.
In front of all those n was Pablo and in front of Pablo were five hundred tents of the people who had food with them.
"We will set up our tents opposite those tents. Those five hundred tents have food in them and here will be four hundred tents with no food. We will be across from each other. Understand?"
"Yes!"
"Then do it." Pablo gave the command and everyone began their work.
Pablo in no ti got hold of the four hundred n. They all found him right.
’With a little bit of lies, confidence and sympathy. They all beco puppets.’
Pablo watched the n setting their tents and after one hour, all the four hundred tents were set.
Five hundred tents were on one side and four hundred on the other. It was like a war camp of two nations but on a smaller scale.
After all the tents got set, evening arrived and all four hundred n sat outside their tents.
They were sitting on the ground. They had made a circle and in the middle of the circle, one single man was standing.
The man was obviously Pablo and all the eyes were on him.
"Everyone, you people don’t have food. And those people have food." Pablo pointed his finger at the five hundred tents.
"What have they done better to get food? What have you done wrong to not get food? There is no answer for that. You deserve food as much as them."
Pablo moved in a circle, looking at everyone.
"Kings, Dukes, Mayors, Counts, Generals, fuck them all. You are not below them. You are not lowly enough to not even get so food. So, tonight, turn this upside down."
Pablo made eye contact with everyone present and his voice turned louder.
"Tonight, snatch your rights. Tonight, open your mouths. Tonight, snap your jaws. Tonight, make it morable. Tonight, I dare you, make this…"
Pablo raised his right hand, stomped his leg on the ground, brought his face closer to everyone and yelled the loudest…
"The Night of Malice!!"
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