'This is… ridiculous…'
As he exhaled the air in his lungs, Dante noticed that he was literally shaking. Alongside the blood boiling in his veins, it was another symptom of the restrained frustration that yearned to break out of his chest and bring destruction to the world he was forced to live in.
[I believe I can see the irony.] Volcan commented.
Who could've thought that, after days spent lamenting not having anything to do, he would end up following a suggestion the AI had provided before and get a normal job.
Turns out his chances of getting hired weren't that small after all. It still required Victor calling in some favors, but at long last, Dante Sokolov was able to join the prestigious Blue Ember hotel staff and work as a full time dishwasher.
'I fucking hate my life…'
