Chapter 216 - 212: The Revenge
Ryder dropped to the ground as he was inflicted with the tranquilizer. His vision started to get blurry.
"I'm... not... risking..." Ryder muttered as he used the time-reversal since he didn't want to test if his healing worked against tranquilizers or not since if it didn't, then he would be in deep trouble.
He traveled back by around five minutes when he was about to step on the third floor.
This time, he didn't go straight there, though. He opened the system store and purchased an item which he believed to help him.
It was another sticker. He stepped on the third floor and placed that sticker on the wall.
He hid in the background behind a pillar and didn't begin a conversation this time.
"Jameson, are you here or not?" Pasher called out again, but no one responded.
"Is he not here anymore?" Pasher muttered, but just then, they heard the footsteps on the stairs.
They looked back and saw the federal agents in bulletproof vests coming to them.
Everything happened like last time, but the agents aimed their weapons at Pasher this time.
Ryder brought out another sticker from his pocket and placed that on the pillar.
As soon as the second sticker was placed on the pillar, an invisible one started filling up the room. It was a gas that was impossible to smell too.
The only way for someone to escape being affected by it was by putting their hand on the second sticker, which was before Ryder.
Ryder placed his hand on the wall as he watched the feds handcuffing the people.
The gas was extremely effective as, by the time people realized that something was wrong; it was already too late.
Everyone lost consciousness as they fell asleep, including Ray and Jacob.
Ryder walked up to them and took some of the guns, which he kept in storage, believing that they would come handy in the future.
After that, he picked up Pasher in his arms before he started walking towards the exit. He was careful walking towards the exit since he knew that their car would be there, and there was also a possibility of more agents being there, so he left through the window and went to his building.
He had to break a window of his building to enter without going through the main door, but he found it to be worth it since this was better for him.
As soon as Ryder entered with the body of Pasher, the Ghost appeared before him.
"You killed him?" The Ghost asked as he looked at Ryder. Ryder realized that the Ghost was probably a misunderstanding, but he couldn't see any happiness on the ghost's face, still.
"He's still alive. Let's go to the higher floors first," Ryder told the spirit since it was unsafe to stay in the ground floor.
He walked to the highest floor.
The decoration and other minor works on the building were completed, but the furnishing work wasn't started yet. Ryder was told that the furnishing work was about to start the day after tomorrow, so the building was empty today, and that's why he chose the day to do it.
Ryder stopped on the top floor as he placed Pasher on the ground. He looked towards the Spirit.
"You don't look happy that your revenge is about to be over. Have you changed your mind? I can understand that it's not easy to kill your child or watch him die no matter what crime they committed," Ryder let out as he sighed.
The Spirit that looked like it belonged to a young boy looked at Ryder as it sighed.
"You know, all these years, I have been thinking of revenge and killing this treacherous son of mine, but now that he's before me, I can't bring myself up to have him killed. He's the last of my bloodline in this world," The Spirit muttered as it sighed.
"I know that it's tough, but you must remember, a person like him is better off dead. I'm not saying it just because he killed you, but because I know more about him than you do. This guy was about to have an amusement park blown up. Thousands of people would have died, and that number would have included a lot of children too," Ryder explained to the spirit.
"He was about to kill more innocent people?" The Spirit asked.
"Yeah, If I weren't there, people would have died already. It's on you if you want to kill him personally, but if you don't, I'll be the one killing it. Decide for yourself," Ryder let out as he looked at the unconscious Pasher.
"I will do it," the Spirit told Ryder as it came to a decision.
It started moving closer to Pasher.
Pasher started moving as the effects of the sleeping gas started to wear off.
Pasher slowly opened his eyes, but his mind was still not fully active yet.
"Daddy?" Pasher muttered as if he had still not registered what was happening.
The spirit of Stanner felt a burst of emotions as he saw his son calling him Daddy like he used to call him since the beginning. It was also the first word that Pasher had spoken when he was a child. This single word was enough to bring up so many memories. The memories of him taking his son to the school for the first time, his son growing up, and many more.
"He's not that young and innocent kid anymore," Ryder reminded Stanner.
After some time, Pasher was finally back to his normal. He saw Stanner, and his face turned white as he moved back hurriedly.
"How! You can't be alive! Ghost!" Pasher screamed as he hit up against the wall.
Stanner remembered that he was dead, and he was also dead because of his child that had killed him with his own hand.
He flew towards him again as he placed his hand around Pasher's throat.
"D-don't kill me! I'm your son! You can't kill me!" Pasher had lost his mind as he saw the Spirit of his father that he had killed. His eyes were filled with tears while his face was pale as he apologized.
"You're not my son. No son of mine would kill his father and then try to kill innocent children," Stanner let out as he shook his head.
He continued tightening his grip. Pasher had started to have difficulty in breathing. He begged again and again, but Stanner ignored him as he closed his eyes and continued strangling his son like his son had strangled him.
Pasher kept struggling to free himself, but he wasn't successful in it. His body kept getting weaker as his breathing stopped ultimately.
After a few seconds, Pasher's eyes closed. He stopped struggling, and that was his end. In two days, two rich businessmen had died, and Ryder played a role in their death.
"You did what was necessary. It might feel bad for some time, but you finished the enmity. Let all the hatred from your heart die down so that you can become a new person.
<Mission Finished Successfully>
<Helped the Spirit get its revenge>
<Received the faith of the Spirit. It will become your Servant>
The Spirit looked towards Ryder.
"I feel something that I haven't felt ever before. Is this what they called true peace?" The Spirit muttered as it asked Ryder.
"Thank you for helping me. I feel like I would have lost myself and killed so many people if I hadn't met you. You are really like an angel that came in my life to bring me to the right path. Please let me serve you while you stay on this earth to bring prosperity and happiness to people," The Spirit told Ryder without waiting for his response.
"I accept your offer," Ryder replied to the spirit.
<Master-Servant link established between you and the spirit>
<Benefit: The Spirit will follow all your orders will full faith>
<Benefit: You can take the Spirit anywhere with you>
<Benefit: The Spirit can't betray you ever>
Ryder kept the body of Pasher in his storage ring since he didn't want to leave any proof behind as he was sure that the agents must've woken up by now, and he didn't want them to see the body if they decide to check this building.
"You can leave this building now and see the outside world, but you can't leave the two hundred meter proximity of me. Let's get out of here now. I believe that it would be better for you to leave this place now," Ryder told the Spirit as he got ready to leave. Since the spirit was his servant now, it was better to keep it close as that was more helpful.
The Spirit nodded its head as it started following Ryder towards the exit.
Ryder and the spirit went to the parking lot. Ryder got into the car and got it out of the building, but he had to press break as soon as the car got out.
"Fuck," He exclaimed out loud.