I’m Someone Else

The group of seven made their way to the room. In fact, all the rooms were already booked, but James thought it was noisy
outside, so he forced the owner to modify a spot into a room, and that place was exclusive to him. No one else could have it.
Thomas paid for his bill at the entrance and sat in a corner, then he dug into his meal. Can’t kill on an empty stomach. Half an
hour went by, and he looked at the time. “Six o’clock. Time to kill. I have a lady to pick up later.” He dabbed his mouth with a
tissue and moved toward the innermost room in the restaurant.
The door was opened, and all because of James’ hubris. He thought no one would disturb him and his friends while they ate. If
anyone tried to do that, he would kill them.
Thomas went inside and locked the door.
One of the blonde guys flew into a rage and roared at Thomas, “Who the f*ck are you? F*ck off!” Who the hell is he? He barged
right in and locked the door. Why?
Thomas broke the man’s finger without missing a beat. The man howled in pain and crouched down, on the verge of tears.
“What the f*ck?” James and the other blond guy were enraged. They were just trying to have a nice dinner, and some punk
barged in just to start a fight. That would not be tolerated. The two of them picked up the bottles on the table and charged toward
Thomas. If I don’t get rid of him, everyone’s going to laugh at me. He’s done for.
Thomas didn’t even give them a moment of his attention. They were beneath him. He raised his leg and slammed it into the guy
on the ground, and the impact sent him flying toward James and the other lackey. Caught by surprise, the two of them crashed
into the flying guy and fell to the ground.
“Ow, sh*t!”
“That f*cking hurts!”
“He’s going to kill us!”
The twins and the blond guys’ women screamed in terror, but Thomas shot them an icy look. “Shut up or die.”
The women quickly kept their mouths shut, but their faces were as pale as a sheet. They stared at Thomas in terror.
Thomas whipped out his dagger and slit one of the blond guy’s throats, and blood spurted everywhere. Still, Thomas was
unfazed, like what he did just now was not murdering someone but a reaping of crops.

The women’s lips trembled, and they wanted to scream, but Thomas’ threat lingered in their minds, so they quickly covered their
mouths. They didn’t even dare to breathe out loud.
James and the other blond guy were shocked. They had no idea who Thomas was nor what they had done to him. So why did
he kill us all of a sudden?
Thomas didn’t stop. Just like that, the other blonde guy was taken out, leaving James alone and terrified. “U-Um, who might you
be, good sir? I believe we’ve done nothing wrong to you. This must be a misunderstanding.” James wasn’t stupid enough to pick
a fight with someone more powerful than him, so he begged for mercy. “This is our first meeting, and I believe you’ve had
enough fun, friend. But I can sweeten the deal further. What do you want? Money? Women? Name your price, and I’ll give you
whatever you want.” All I have to do is survive. Dignity means nothing. Once I get out of this place in one piece, I’ll get back at
him.
Thomas sat on a chair and waved at James. “Come.”
“Okay.” James quickly obliged. His friends were killed in mere moments, and if he were to disobey, he had no doubt this
murderer would kill him right away. Resistance was futile. This guy just sent a grown man flying away with a single kick. There
was no way he could compete with that kind of strength.
“Kneel.”
James did as he was told. Thomas opened a bottle of liquor and took the wasabi on the table, then carefully poured the wasabi
into the bottle of liquor. The liquid quickly turned green, and Thomas swirled the bottle, so the wasabi blended with the liquid.
Happy with his creation, Thomas placed the bottle in front of James and ordered, “Finish this bottle in one go.”
“S-Sorry?” James felt goosebumps all over his body. Finish this in one go? Is this even safe? Wasabi’s spicy to begin with, and
liquor is too. This isn’t even alcohol anymore; it’s poison! This guy added a big f*cking bowl of wasabi into it!
“My patience is running thin.” Thomas smoked, holding back his urge to kill, though only barely. You guys love tormenting
people, don’t you? Then I’ll let you have a taste of your own medicine. I’ll make you pay for what you did to my friend. The
Westsea Manor pervert got off easy, but you won’t be so lucky.
“V-Very well...” James gritted his teeth. It’s just wasabi-infused liquor. I can do this. It’s better than getting killed. He stood up and
reluctantly took the bottle.
“I don’t remember saying you can stand up,” said Thomas coldly.

James quickly went down on his knees. He was going to use that opportunity to take his phone, and once he had his phone, he
could tell his lackeys to back him up, but that plan was a no-go now. Quickly, he downed the bottle of liquor, and every gulp he
took was accompanied by a stream of tears. Wasabi-infused liquor was much too powerful.
The ladies gulped as they watched James down the liquor. Just smelling it already made them gag. Drinking it must be at least
ten times worse.
James let out a burp, and not a single drop was left in the bottle. His face was red, and the world around him started to spin
faster and faster. “I-I did what you told me to do, friend. Y-You can let me go now, can’t you?” James knelt before Thomas like a
dog begging for mercy from its killer. No longer was he the same menace he used to be. Never in his life did he expect the day
would come when he would have to kneel before someone else. My life is supposed to be filled with glory, riches, and fun. Once
I get out of this place, I’ll show him. I’ll make him pay for what he did to me.