"S- Sir, please forgive me, just give me another chance. I was arrogant before SLAP I was stupid SLAP power had gotten into my head. Please, I want to live. I can do whatever it is you want. I didn't even try to kill you. I am begging you, please, just one chance."
Number One slapped himself again as his mask broke and his nose began to bleed.
His face was nothing out of the ordinary—just the face of a man who seemed to be in his thirties, someone who would meld perfectly in a crowd; though his real age must be much higher.
{Sin Point Gained: Pleaded +1}
"Aye, why are you acting like I am some cruel, merciless killer? I just wanted to have a small talk with you. You don't have to worry like that.
And you are the leader of so many people, the strongest among them all—stand up and be more confident. How could you just kneel in front of anyone?" Vritra said, his tone calm and devoid of any killing intent.
"…"
