The Small Whisperer: They wanted the Alpha's Omega dead
I stepped into his bathroom and paused, waiting for instructions.
"Good, Saint. Now, fill the bathtub with water~~" I complied, letting the water pour in until it began to spill over the edges.
"Get in and lie down. I want you to drown, Saint. Just close your eyes and drift off into the water~~"
I slipped into the tub and reclined, my body sinking beneath the surface. I squeezed my eyes shut and submerged completely, holding my breath as a suffocating pressure gripped my chest, urging me to take a breath in a place devoid of air.