10 August 2018
Japan, Tokyo, 01:02 past noon. . .
*WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
There is a certain black chopper flying above the city of Tokyo, Japan. This chopper is flying slightly above the normal altitude limit, hovering about 4000 meters above the ground. It is a tandem rotor type, transport chopper, usually used for carrying soldiers on board.
“We’re almost at the dropping point! Ready your parachutes!” said the chopper pilot.
This chopper pilot was an ex-military pilot with 137 different flight missions across his life. He left the military for personal reasons and is now operating in the Underworld, which offers transportation services for other Underworld folks who are incapable of traveling far distances on their own.
“Got it, but we won’t need any Parachute, Pilot-san! You can have them!”
Behind the passenger seats, there are two long benches facing one another. There are six people boarding the chopper, five of them are wearing the same orange jumpsuit, and there is one guy who looks very different compared to the others. All of the men who are wearing an orange jumpsuit were prisoners who broke out and mysteriously vanished from their respective prisons. The strange guy who looked different from all of them was the one who broke them out, personally. The methods he used to break them all out were unknown, as he left no trace behind of where all the prisoners vanished.
“So, all I have to do is transform and wreak havoc?”
One of the guys wearing an orange jumpsuit asks a question. He is one of the five men who were hired to carry out this specific operation.
His name is Dave, a 23-year-old American. He was put in prison with double homicide charges. He killed a pregnant woman with his own hand on the side of a street simply because he was feeling annoyed at the time of the incident. He is white-skinned with a pair of blue eyes. He has short brown hair, with his side hairs trimmed to their roots. He is 170cm tall and weighs around 85kg. His body is slightly buff and muscular. He has two dragon tattoos on his left and right forearms and two rhino tattoos on the back of his lower legs. He is a Non-Believer.
“What even is the point of this operation? I don’t understand.” said another of the five guys wearing orange jumpsuits.
This guy’s name is Rodrigo, a 25-year-old Italian. He was put into prison in charge for the massacre of an entire family in Italy. His motive was simply because he was bored, and that was his first ever criminal case in his entire life. He has serious mental health problems that his parents never cared to address, and now he has become the way he is, thanks to all of his bottled-up feelings. He is 171cm tall and weighs around 67kg. He is slightly buff and muscular as well. He has a barely visible moustache above his lips. He has white skin and a pair of black eyes. He has short, tidy black hair with bangs combed to the left. He is a Non-Believer.
“What’s gonna happen to us afterwards? Will we truly be free by then?”
Another of the five guys asks a different question.
His name is Paul, a 30-year-old man from the Philippines. He was put in prison for serial murder charges. He said it was his hobby to kidnap some random guy to torture them and leave them to die painfully. All of his victims have no correlation with one another. He randomly gets the urges to hurt someone in order for him to actually commit the crime. He is a very sick individual in the head, a monster that shall never leave prison. His skin is tanned with a pair of dark yellow eyes. He has a bald head with a big, deep, vertical scar on his right eye. He is 182cm tall and weighs around 81kg. His body is very big, buff, and muscular. There are scars across his body, hidden under his orange jumpsuit. He is a Non-Believer.
“Will you tell us what this is all about?”
The fourth guy spoke.
His name is Angelo, a 20-year-old British man. He was put in prison for rape and other sexual assaults, around 20 charges for 13 different cases at max. He is a predator that shall never see the light of day. He is dark-skinned with a pair of red eyes. He is 182cm tall and weighs around 87kg. He is buff and muscular. He has a buzz cut and light brown hair. He has a lot of tattoos across his face, making it difficult to see his expression from a distance. He is a Non-Believer.
“Calm down, everyone! We should be grateful that we are even out of prison! We’re all here just to pay the price of the breakouts.”
The last guy spoke.
He is a 36-year-old Chinese man, and his name is Kung. He was put in prison for terrorism charges. He killed about 150 people within an hour in broad daylight. The police had trouble apprehending him, staled the encounter for almost two hours straight, and he was stopped only because the police called for the Ten Commandments of God to back them up. Someone from the Ten Commandments showed up, and he was defeated within three seconds. He has pale, bright skin and a pair of black eyes. He has short spiky gray hair. He is 168cm tall and weighs around 67kg. He is the smallest guy out of the bunch, yet he is the most dangerous. He is a Believer, quite a famous one because of his whole show.
“Well, well! Calm down! All you have to do is jump off this chopper towards different parts of the city, and when I signal you, you inject yourselves with the syringe I gave you earlier! Got it?” said the sixth guy, who is not wearing an orange jumpsuit.
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“How are you gonna signal us in the middle of the fall?” asked Paul.
“You’ll know it when the time comes! Now prepare yourself! We’re close to the destination!”
“Tch! I don’t like how secretive you’re acting. Makes me think like you’re exploiting us without any of us realizing it!” said Rodrigo.
“You lots! Pipe down already! We’re all criminals here! Outcasts of society! We will do anything for freedom! We don’t have to know about every single thing! Just realized that we were broken out of prison for a purpose, as that payment, otherwise we’ll all rot inside our own prison! Would you all prefer that?” said Dave.
“Tch. . .”
The rest of the guys fell silent and no longer asked questions.
The strange guy who looks different is the leader of this operation.
He is a 25-year-old man, yet his appearance disagrees with his age. He is massive, standing at 250cm tall and weighing around 220kg. He is very muscular and buffed that there are big bulges of veins across his entire body. He is wearing a full bodysuit in dark purple. His face only has a mouth without any lips, without any eyes, not even any eye sockets, and a pair of nostrils without the rest of his nose. His teeth are bare and exposed with no cover. The rest of his face is just wrinkled skin like a very old man who has aged past 120 years old. He has no hair anywhere on his head, and there are veins on his bald head. His appearance alone puts some shivers down the rest of the criminals inside the chopper, even though most of them are monsters themselves. His hands are very big and are five times the size of the average adult male’s head.
He has a name, but has long forgotten about it. For now, he is just called Gluttony of the Seven Deadly Sins, though he hasn’t introduced himself as such to these outrageous gentlemen.
“WE’VE ARRIVED AT THE DESTINATION, FOLKS!!” shouts the pilot.
The choppers are now 2000m above Tokyo city.
“Alright! Boys! You know what to do!”
They all stood up in harmony and proceeded to walk towards the door of the chopper.
“On the count of three, JUMP!”
All the men nodded.
“Three. . . Two . . . ONE!!”
*BWOOOOOSSSHHH*
And so all five of the men wearing orange jumpsuits jump off the choppers in harmony.
Gluttony, however, did not jump along with the other men. He stayed behind but still waits at the door of the chopper.
“HEY! ARE YOU NOT GONNA JUMP?” asked the pilot.
“ONE SEC!! GOTTA DO SOMETHING REAL QUICK!!”
Gluttony pulls out something from the inside of his bodysuit. He puts his hand outside the chopper as he holds onto a small device. The small device is a metal cylinder, only about 10cm long, with a big, round, red button at its center.
*BEEP*
He presses the round button, and a dark purple light shoots out from the top of the pen. The dark purple light shoots towards the sky above, and suddenly, once it reaches its maximum altitude, it bursts out and expands, creating a gigantic dark purple dome, trapping about 90% of the entire Tokyo city inside.
“This will make sure nobody escapes! HAHAHAHHAHAHAH!! This futuristic technology is so great! Anything or anyone that touches the dark purple dome will be incinerated to pieces! There would be nothing left behind! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
“W-WHAAT? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LEAVE NOW?” said the Pilot.
*!!*
As the pilot was looking behind him to his right to talk to Gluttony, he saw that Gluttony was already swinging his right giant fist towards the glass of the cockpit.
*BAAAMMM*
*PRAANNNGGG*
“AAAAAAAAAAARRGGGGHHHH!!!”
*ZRAASSHHH*
He punched through the glass of the cockpit, hitting his head and crushing it into smithereens. The chopper pilot died instantly.
*WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
Immediately, the chopper starts descending rapidly and unstably.
*BWOOOOSSHH*
At the same time, Gluttony also jumped off the chopper and kicked it away purely from the mass and weight of his body.
*WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
It descends rapidly towards the Tokyo Skytree, a tower standing at 634 meters tall, dubbed the tallest tower in the world. The Tokyo Skytree is a famous tourist spot where people can pay for tickets to go to one of the two available tallest spots to get a mesmerizing view of Tokyo. There are also cafes and whatnot inside the tower. It also serves as a digital terrestrial broadcasting tower for the Kanto region.
*!!*
There are quite a lot of people stationed at the tower, and some of them saw that a failing helicopter was descending really fast towards them.
“G-GET AWAY FROM THE WINDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWW!!”
One Japanese old man screams, alerting the others as soon as he realizes that the chopper is gonna crashes into them within seconds.
*PRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG*
*GRAAAHK GRAAAHK GRAAAHK GRAAAHK GRAAAHK GRAAAHK*
*FWOOOOOOOOOOMMMM*
The chopper crashes into the glass and lands on the second-tallest point of the tower, where tourists mostly visit. The floor was cracked almost entirely, and the impact caused many electronics inside the floor to malfunction and explode.
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
A Japanese lady screams out of shock. She was blown away by the impact, and when she came to, she realized that her coworker had been sliced in two by the blade of the chopper’s fan.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!”
Soon after, a lot of different people of various ages started screaming as well on this floor. They realized now that there are so many people who were killed from the initial impact, lying lifelessly on the floor, covered in blood, with different horrible wounds for each of them.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
A kid was screaming loudly as he found out that his father had suddenly passed away after being cut in two.
“MAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!”
A different kid is also screaming and crying as she realizes her mother has died, and she lost her entire head.
Things quickly turn to chaos on this floor. Many people grieve and scream for the loss of their loved ones, many others are heavily wounded and can only see everything with their eyes without being able to do anything, and some others were lucky and survived completely without any wounds. They are panicking as they try to tend to the wounds of others who were less fortunate. Some of the irresponsible people can only think about themselves and are crowding over the elevator to save themselves and to get away from this tower as soon as they can. They are all pushing one another violently, each expressing to one another how they should be prioritized over anyone else.
*FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM*
But the entire chopper suddenly caught fire, and the most unfortunate happened.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM*
The entire chopper exploded, engulfing almost the entire floor with flames, turning it into a giant sea of fire. The flame consumed almost everyone and everything, and they all died excruciatingly as they all screamed for help that would never come.
Above the sky, Gluttony is descending freely and rapidly towards the city. He smirks as soon as he sees that the chopper exploded.
“OPERATION BLOOD SACRIFICES, BEGINS!!” said Gluttony with a wide grin across his face.
