The bright embers of the flame reflected in Altren's blank eyes. Like a motionless doll, he simply watched as many heroes rush out of the flaming building.
Jake came up behind him and sat down on the lounge chair. he calmly siped the cocktail in his hand. "do you like what you see? isn't that wonderful? I have outdone myself in this world. Don't you think so system?"
["host has done an excellent job"] mechanical voice answered.
"What percentage am I at?" Jake playfully picked Altren's cheeks. "I don't want this world to end just yet. I have such a high-quality play thing at hand,"
["world destruction percentage: 85%"]
Jake's delicate brows frowned. "just eighty-five? What is this? Didn't you say I can easily destroy this world?"
["unexpected variables have brought a vast change in the task. Host has to be cautious."]
"yeah yeah who can defeat me," he enjoyed the view sipping on a margarita.
