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Of course, Constantine had a healing factor. Instead of the blood staying on his body and clothing, it would return back inside of him. Leaving him spotless. As if he never got hurt. The blood going inside back into his wounds actually hurt as well. There was always a price for everything, and for Constantine it was pain.
" I believe the one standing next to you, Virus is telling the truth. Would you back down, or fight me? It’s your choice. Just don’t regret it. "
Standing there. That intense stare. That blank facial expression. Constantine did not care one bit. If he had to kill the one who helped him then so be it. This was something that was decided when he was awakened. Yet he can’t figure out who he really is? He can’t even say what he is. But he knows he’s not human. It’s fairly simple to figure out such a thing with the blood and the sword. Then the soul that’s always with him. She spoke to him as if she knew him for centuries. Which confused him even more. That sword itself has more meaning than just for fighting. Since it can duplicate itself.
【 Shut up BETA+. After I get his head for killing off my technologies, I'll have your's as well. You're just as bad as he; though he's worse. 】Aa; to Constantine it seemed as if BETA+ was on VIRUS-'s side. Yet she wasn't, however. She was just here.
For some unknown reason. And that really pissed the greenet off.
【 You both need to learn that you don't waltz into someone's territory and start killing their people. You'll get them very maaad~. 】
His voice sounded like a sing-song-y child: as it always did when he was ready to kill. It was a bad habit, really. Lunging forward, the taser was in one hand and a knife in the other.
【 I'll kill you! 】












