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I said. “Pleasure is all mine, creator,” Arthur said, “Your reputation proceeds you.” Lifting my eyebrow, I stare at him and laugh. “So what can I do for you? Sorry, you got hurt,” I said. “Oh, this mate, it’s nothing some cups of wine can’t cure,” Arthur said, raising his glass of wine. After a few minutes of silence, Arthur spoke. “I could help your beauty,” Arthur said, looking at me. Frowning, I throw him a questioning look.

Victory teased him in her soft musical voice, her green eyes twinkling in merriment and her pink lips were upturned in a wide smile. "Perhaps there is hope for humanity," she then dramatically declared while thumping her glass, mimicking Thor from the Marvel movie. Arthur's eyebrows shot up in surprise, looking at her in amusement as laughter filled the dining room. "I assure you, the thought of eating children have never crossed my mind," he retorted. "But unfortunately for you, I do breathe fire. Be very careful when you step inside my office on Monday. You might very well get burnt." Although Arthur's lips were upturned into a smile, his eyes were dead serious.

It was bitter but he was fine with just that. He turned to the boys, they were expecting his reaction. Arthur broke out into a small laugh making the others laugh. “You all are staring at me like I’m a meat,” Arthur said. ‘A fresh one’ Arthur heard Ethan whispering right below his ears. “We are just wondering how much more we can spoil you,” Jared said. Arthur chuckled awkwardly. He did not know how to react to both the words he had heard. “Haha.. yes... I hope you can spoil me a little,” Arthur said softly.

If the people inside had the courage to break the door and rush out, they would definitely die without a body. After the people outside had left. Inside, the tall figure slowly stood up. Arthur exhaled each breath heavily, reaching out to make the muscle fibers become tough. Not long after Marcus left, the hypnotic effect also wore off. At that moment, Arthur remembered Marcus's words about the place he called "home". The memory of the day he saw his wolf family being killed one by one clearly appeared, making Arthur mad, losing control even more, punching the iron door with force, creating an extremely loud noise, growling and screaming:

"Is it impossible to imagine a world where people don't have to live in fear of being hurt or killed?" Arthur's expression was somber, his eyes filled with a deep understanding of the world they lived in. "I don't know," he said finally, his voice honest and raw. "But I do know that as long as people like Victor and his ilk are in power, the cycle of violence will continue."

PROJECT ZERO REDIRECTED TO SECONDARY SITE: THE GLASS HOUSE. ​"It’s not over," Arthur said, appearing at the edge of the woods. "They’re going back to where it started. They're going to burn the evidence with you in it."

“I'm coming with you.” I didn't fight her. There was no time, and if we were going to buy those poor kids and us some time, I needed all the magic I could get. Arthur leaned down, kissing me on the forehead. “I love you” I smiled, but a sickening feeling settled in my gut because the way he said it was like he was saying it to me for the last time. The growls ripped through the courtyard, closer this time. Arthur turned. “Hold the line. Drive them back. No killing unless they leave you no choice.”

I just don’t know who-- “Penny for your thoughts.” I flinch and turn around at the source of the playful voice. And of course, there’s Arthur. Standing two inches away from me. I step back and almost push him, but I don’t want to touch him, not when he has no shirt on and his muscular, lean torso is in full display. “Don’t scare me like that!” “I’m sorry,” he says, but he sounds like he had fun. “I just don’t like the way you’re looking at those weapons when you have something more interesting to look at.”

Vincent held his ground regardless. Arthur scoffed. "When did you turn a motivational speaker huh?" He inched closer. "Just imagine Nicodemus comes here life and direct. Trust me it'll only take one minute....one minute! And we are all dead." "Now if I didn't know you better I would say that's a cowardly talk." Vincent retorted. Arthur grimaced. "Coward?. I'm being realistic here." "It enough!." Bella yelled causing the heated conversation to come to an end. "The last thing we need is for anyone of us fighting with each other."

“A girl blacklisted, desperate for a lifeline, easily manipulated by a taste of luxury and a few chivalrous words on a stage. He didn't save you from the sharks tonight, Flora. He just made sure you didn't drown before he was done using you.” I opened my mouth to respond—but nothing came. Not because I believed him. Because there was nothing in his words I didn’t already understand. Arthur took one last drag of his cigarette, exhaling the smoke directly over my shoulder. He tapped his gold lighter against his palm, stepping back into the light of the main lounge as a couple of executives walked past. “Enjoy the show while it lasts, Flora,” he said, his tone suddenly shifting back into a terr