Divinity: Against The Godly System

Chapter 367 Potion

Chapter 367: Potion

"When did you get that crack on the wall?" Ryder suddenly asked, looking behind the Police Chief.

The Police Chief frowned and looked back. Seeing a little crack on the wall, he started laughing.

"Are you a contractor? Do you want to repair my wall?" Police Chief Donner asked Ryder with an amused smile on his face.

"I was just curious. Nothing serious," Ryder replied as he smiled. He stood up and moved the chair back. "I’m taking my leave now."

Ryder left the room as well as the Police Station.

He sat inside his car; however, he didn’t leave the place.

Police Chief Donner looked at the door, frowning.

"That idiot. He came all the way here to threaten me? What can that idiot even do? The witness is dead. Even if he calls those Airforce generals, they can do nothing about it. Without proof, there’s nothing," The Police Chief chuckled as he shook his head.

He picked up the cup of coffee that was in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

He started resting on his chair after drinking the coffee.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes. His eyes had changed color, and they were looking slightly pinkish.

The police chief brought his phone out of his pocket and started calling a number.

"I wonder if he drank it yet or not," Ryder muttered, looking at his clock.

Watching the time, he was waiting when his phone started ringing.

"Ah, Ryder baby! Did you leave?! Where did you go?! Please don’t leave me! I love you so much!"

A man’s voice sounded from the other side.

"Police Chief Donner?" Ryder inquired as if he was surprised.

" Darling, don’t call me so fast formally. Call me Mak. Where are you? I really want to meet you, baby! Tell me where you are!" The Police Chief said from his office.

"Mak, I left your office. I’m at ..."

Ryder started giving an address to the Police Chief.

"Come alone, alright. I’m shy if you come with others. I’ll hate you then," Ryder replied before disconnecting the call.

"Ahh, that was so disgusting. I never thought I’d have to talk to a guy like that. For revenge, it’s important, though," Ryder exclaimed as he started the car and left.

" I didn’t expect I’d be using the love potion. It was lucky that there was a coffee in front of him when I went there. That made it so easy," he let out as if he was talking to himself. "Even though its effects only last for a day, that should be enough for me."

Ryder reached his office building and parked his car in the parking before he left.

He stepped out of the car and left the building.

He walked over to the neighboring building where tens of dead bodies were lying still. That’s where it was going to happen today.

He had invited the police chief to the building where the Terrorists made their base just over a week ago; however, no one knew about that yet since the blast took place in the air some distance away from this place, and there was no proof leading them to this place.

Ryder didn’t want to do anything inside the building he owned. As for the neighboring building, that was a good target as that was going to lead police to that place so that they could find the dead bodies of Dark Uprising members and clean that place.

Ryder stepped inside the building and went upstairs using the lift. He walked through the building, remembering about the events that took place over a week ago.

"Hmm? No bodies are here. Did those guys already clear the building of the dead bodies?" Ryder muttered as he frowned after finding the whole place empty.

There were no bodies inside the building. It seemed as if the building had been abandoned for tens of years.

"So they came back after the blast and cleared the evidence. Not bad at all," he said as he smiled.

"Oh, Fuck! How could I forget that! I’m everything that happened that day; I forgot about the Cannibal Kids!" He exclaimed suddenly as he ran towards the higher floors using stairs.

He went inside the room where he had left the kids, only to find it empty.

"Did the kids run away, or were they taken by Dark Uprising? Just who or what were those kids? Why was Dark Uprising keeping them here? Did they need something from them? Just what was so special about the kids? I should’ve called the police to raid this place after I escaped! I made a mistake by forgetting!" Ryder exclaimed as he frowned.

Stepping out of the room, he went straight to the roof and started waiting for the Police Chief.

Looking around the roof, he remembered all the places he was hurt at. The roof didn’t have any blood on it since he was mostly harmed in the first timeline at this place. In the second timeline, he was more careful to protect himself.

"Both timelines seem to merge into one memory. Sometimes it gets so confusing to differentiate between the deal and the fake timeline. This stuff can really get annoying," he let out as he looked down the roof, on the road, while waiting for the Police Chief to arrive.

Only ten minutes had passed when an SUV stopped in front of the building. The Police Chief stepped out of the driver’s seat, showing that he had been the one who was driving.

The Police Chief stepped inside the building.

"He seems to be alone. Good. I wish he were sane so I could get more satisfaction when doing it, but his death is what I want. I don’t care about anything else," Ryder muttered as he glanced back at the gate, waiting for the man to get to the roof.

The door opened after a few minutes as the Police Chief stepped on the roof.

"Baby! There you are! You know how much I missed you!" The Police Chief exclaimed as he ran towards Ryder to hug him.

"Stop right there! Don’t pretend as if you care for me! You don’t!" Ryder pouted as he raised his hand, gesturing for the man to stop.

"Why are you saying that? Of course, I care for you, baby! You’re the love of my life. You’ll make me cry if you don’t stop talking like that," the Police Chief said with a sad expression on his face.

"If you care for me, you’ll do one thing for me!" Ryder said as he smirked.

***

"If you care for me, you’ll do one thing for me," Ryder said, looking at the Police Chief.

"What do you want me to do to prove my love! I’ll do that without a second thought," Police Chief Donner said in a pleading tone.

"I want you to write a letter. Write whatever I say! Only then will I believe that you love me!" Ryder said as he threw a notebook towards the Police Chief along with a pen.

"I’ll write! Anything for my baby!" Police Chief Donner said as he picked up the notebook and the pen.

"Say. What shall I write, baby," he asked Ryder after he was ready.

"I, Mak Donner, the police chief of this city, had made a grave mistake!"

Ryder started telling the man what to write.

" As Ryder Flynn sued my Police Department, I started hating him!" he continued.

The Police Chief raised his head as he heard this.

"But I don’t hate you, baby?" He inquired with a curious look on his face.

"Write what I say if you love me! It’s a test for you!" Ryder said, looking at the man.

" Fine. I’m writing," the Police Chief said, nodding his head.

He started writing what Ryder said.

"I tried to threaten him to take the case back, but he refused to listen. Having no option left, I decided to have his sister kidnapped so I could blackmail him into taking the case back; however, he managed to save his sister."

Ryder continued speaking while the man continued writing.

" Our department lost the case. I’ve been feeling bad about everything that I did. As a police chief, it’s my responsibility to maintain law and order, but I tried to kidnap a citizen. I feel bad for my actions; however, no amount of apology can make up for what I did. That’s why I’ve decided to die today! My Death is my responsibility only. No one shall be blamed for it!" Ryder said.

The Police Chief looked at him in confusion.

"Death?" he asked Ryder.

"It’s just a test. I’m not killing you, duffer. You can’t even write that much. You don’t care for me at all. I’m leaving! Please don’t talk to me again," Ryder rolled his eyes as he turned his back on the Police Chief.

"Wait! Wait! I’ll write! I’ll write it!" The man said as he started writing.