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1 (Part 1):

Nero's POV:

It's fun to watch that people die.

They make me laugh when I hear them screaming hysterically for their lives.

After I killed one, I play it's body.

Then the people will notice, I will run out of town.

That's the thing all I can do for the rest of my life, to have fun and satisfaction.

That's why people nicknamed me "Nero the Playful Soul Reaper" or "Nero the Abrupt Death".

I don't know why they named me "Nero". Because I always wear black or dark colored dresses? By the way, I don't have a name, I don't remember what happened to me when I was a child.

I don't know why I have a demon-like right hand. I have no idea where I got that. Even that hand can't find me a clue.

I don't know and I don't care. I only live for happiness.

*It's night. While I'm in a bar in some city.*

The bar is so annoyingly noisy. Men are drunk, laughing, talking about sh*t and anything.

Me, just sitting in a corner, drinking silently.

"Hey young man." The drunk bounty hunter called me.

"Hmm, what's your business?" I asked him.

"You know this bar is for oldies, not for kids. Young man like yourself should get out of here."

I closed my eyes and took a breath.

"Oh? I don't know." I said sarcastically and smiled.

"You're a punk huh." The bounty hunter chuckled.

"What's so funny old geezer?" I asked him in annoyance and drank the last glass of a beer.

"Sorry kid, it's nothing." He stopped from laughing. Well, he's mentally sick due to the effect of the beer. I should freaking understand that. "You know, there's an outlaw named Nero the Abrupt Death or Nero the Playful Soul Reaper, who has a bounty costing $$250,000." He said in serious tone, like he's warning me.

"Scary huh." I smirked.

"I wonder why he is called Abrupt Death. Some rumors said he wears a black dress with a white scarf, he has a silver hair and he's covering his right arm. He use one big-ass gun and two daggers." He raised his head due to confusion.

"He must be a pretty cool guy." I smirked again.

"That's ridiculous that when he fought the thugs in somewhere around this city, he's missing like a bubble and he's attacking from behind. Said by the thug who escaped Nero's cruelty."

"Lucky bastard."

"By the way son, why are you always smirking?" He asked me smiling.

I laughed like a demon.

"That's because... I'm the one!" I screamed, threw away my cap, brought out my gun and ramdomly shooting the people, even the drunk bounty hunter that I talked to. I laughed.

"Run! It's Nero the Abrupt Death!" The bartender screamed as I shot him.

The people run outside of the bar to save themselves.

"Shut up you old man!" I said in menacing tone and reloaded my beloved "Blue Rose".

I heard screams from the outside.

"It's Nero the Abrupt Death, he's inside that bar!"

"We will kill that bastard like he killed our brothers!"

"Ohh, they will get revenge for their brothers who died because of me. Gotta run, I don't have time for their drama." I said to myself and I went upstairs of this bar for my escape.

The part 2 will be Vash's.