"...I would be unstoppable. I would be able to rule this world without a single thought. No one would be able to stop my power..."
Standing at the edge of the ship, Victor smugly smiled to himself. Despite the fact he was standing out in the open, no one seemed to notice him. No weapons fired in his direction, nor did those strange floating swords come for his head. He was completely unseen.
It was all thanks to a broach on the lapel of his coat, which glimmered softly. He wasn't sure how it worked, but it was utterly perfect. A 'Requital' the voices had called it, loot gained from one of his first raids.
Despite the infamous captain fighting this irritating brute, this was his ship. These ghouls were all under his command and they were doing so well to feed him.
