Magane skipped cheerfully around the edge of Mount Fuji at about 1:30 in the morning, humming a playful tune quietly to herself. She got bored of the city and decided to do some exploring. But her destination was not the mountain itself. No, her destination has a much more bleak history: the world's number one hotspot for people with suicidal tendencies: The Aokigahara Forest. She roamed for a good 20 more minutes before she arrived at the entrance of the forest. She knew she was in the right place when she passed by several signposts saying things along the lines of "Think of your family and friends" and "Your life has meaning" followed by a phone number for suicide prevention hotlines. She stopped to read the signs and giggled to herself.

"What a joke!"

She exclaimed.

"If the authorities of this world think this will stop anyone from taking their own life, they might as well just kill these people themselves!"

A wide, almost condescending grin spread widely across her face as she entered the forest. At first, the forest was dead silent, other than the sound of leaves and twigs crunching beneath her feet. But the deeper into the forest she went, the more she faintly heard what sounded like... Carnival music? She raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"I wonder what that could be..."

Magane muttered as she paused for just a moment, listening closer to the sound. She pinpointed the direction the sound was coming from and snapped her fingers.

"Ah, Bingo!"

She then began skipping excitedly towards the commotion, and as the music grew louder, she also heard laughter. However, this was not joyful laughter.. It had a rather malicious tone to it. Eventually she reached the source of the noise. There, she found a few tiki torches to for lighting, a boombox playing the music, and a small fish tank filled with a swarm of fish, two men tied to a chair wearing nothing but their boxer shorts and a cloth bag over their head, covered in blood, as well as three other men, clad with clown paint on their face. One was wearing a red trench coat with gold patterns and a black bowler hat and white leather gloves, and the other two with plain white sleeveless shirts and white leather gloves as well. The two clowns with sleeveless shirts had ak-74's slung on their backs, and one was continuously punching one of their captives in the face. Magane tilted her head and smiled, clearly intrigued with the situation and hid behind a tree to remain out of sight. The clown in the red trench coat placed his hand on his henchman's shoulder, signalling him to stop beating the hostage, and the henchman obeyed. The obvious ringleader of the group then pulled the bags off both the hostages to reveal their faces, their mouths gagged with another strip of cloth. The red-coated clown kneeled in front of one of the hostages and gazed directly into his eyes.

"Its nice to see you again, mister Miyozaki... Mister big top insurance firm CEO..."

He chuckled in a friendly manner and reached for the captive's gag, pulling it down. The hostage looked at the clown with fire in his eyes, as he did so.

"Fuck you, Warren! You're making the biggest mistake of your pitiful life! I have very powerful friends who will hunt you down to the ends of the fucking earth!"

The hostage yelped in response. The red-coated clown, otherwise known as Warren, simply grinned, unintimidated by the threat thrown at him.

"You know, mister Miyozaki... You're here because you think that just because you are the CEO of a major company... That you're untouchable. That you can scam people for everything they have whilst still expecting them to come on back to suck your corporate cock... And dont even get me started with your vice president sitting right next to you..."

Warren glanced towards the second captive and cracked a sadistic grin, the captive staring back with a fearful look in his eye, then looked back at the CEO.

"We'll get to him in due time."

The henchman clowns started laughing in anticipation. Magane continued to watch from behind the scenes, a grin on her face that put the clowns on a run for their money.

"Oh, and let us not forget! The way you treat your employees is infinitely worse than how you treat your customers! I remember when I was one of your humble employees... You were notorious around the office for your unreasonable standards, work conditions and regulations... You are the very definition of god complex!"

Warren grabbed Miyozaki's chin forcefully, pulling his head upwards as he moved his mouth up to Miyozaki's ear and whispered:

"I am going to shatter that god complex..."

He then pulled his head back and released Miyozaki from his grip before reaching into his trench coat and pulling out a glock pistol with a silencer attached.

"Shinji."

"Yeah, boss?"

One of the henchman responded.

"When i give the order, cut Miyozaki's constraints off."

"You got it, boss, just say the word.

Warren leaned in once more in front of the CEO.

"Listen closely, my friend, because I am going to teach you a very valuable lesson."

Miyozaki just glared silently at the kingpin.

"Authority is a lie. However, force is not. Here's how I will show this to you. When Shinji, here, releases you, you are going to do one of two things. You will either kneel down and you will kiss my boot. Or... You are going to fall down... And my boot will kiss YOU. Either way, you will be bending exactly to my will."

Miyozaki only stared in silence.

"Shinji. Do it now."

"You got it."

The henchman pulled out a pocket knife and cut Miyozaki loose, as the other henchman slung his AK off his shoulder, aiming it at the CEO, and the other henchman soon followed.

"Please give us an excuse..."

Shinji sneered. Miyozaki stood up and looked warren in the eye.

"Fuck you. You psychotic, American bastard."

Warren bursted into laughter for a few moments before regaining his composure.

"Damn, now we're bringing nationality into this? Bad call, mister Miyozaki, bad call..."

Warren then pointed the handgun at the CEO's knee and pulled the trigger. After hearing a soft "ping" Miyozaki fell to the ground, now screaming in agony. However, that was soon silenced by warren throwing a swift kick to Miyozaki's face, rendering him unconscious.

"What a shame."

Warren shrugged.

"Just goes to show, you can guide the horse to water but you can't make it drink. Oh well..."

Warren and the other clowns glanced at the second hostage.

"And now we move on to vice president Okaida!"

Warren let out a hysterical cackle. Magane continued eavesdropping stealthily and giggled to herself, as she almost couldn't handle the suspense.

The second hostage whimpered fearfully through the gag. Warren strolled up to him and ripped the gag from his mouth.

"Please dont kill me! I'll give you anything, money, power, women, its all yours, please just let me go!"

Okaida cried out. Warren tilted his head and paused as he stared into the VP's eyes, gazing into his very soul.

"Damn, I almost can't believe you made it as far as you did in life."

Warren retorted, chuckling softly.

"We've gone way beyond that, Okaida. You've done some horrible things. Things that cannot go without consequences. You will reap what you sow. Seeing that I used to be on the inside, I had my suspicions about you... Your demeanor around children. So me and the Three Rings got busy."

Warren held out his hand to one of the henchmen, who then handed him a stack of photos. Warren flipped through them, carefully observing each photo...

"And it looks like we werent the only busy bees here either..."

Warren held the photos in front of Okaida's face, each picture showing none other than Okaida himself stalking elementary schools, picking up children and driving off.

"Each of these kids were never seen again. What were you doing with these kids, I wonder?"

Okaida's eyes widened and his hands grew shakey with each passing minute.

"How did you get those?! Were you stalking me?!"

Warren grinned in response.

"Me? No. The rest of The Three Rings is an organization that specializes in this kind of thing, so I can't take the all credit for it."

"So, what, you intend to blackmail me?!"

Okaida scowled, struggling a bit with the constraints strapping his arms and legs to the chair he's rested upon.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Warren clicked his tongue and shook his head.

"Someone's not a very good listener.~"

The kingpin replied in a sing-song tone of voice.

"I'm not gonna bother explaining what I intend to do next. You'll just have to find out for yourself!"

"Wait, what're you-"

Before the captive could finish his sentance, the red-clad clown swiftly smacked the handle of his glock against Okaida's temple, knocking him unconscious.

"Alright guys, lets wring this fucker up!"

Warren exclaimed, holstering his pistol as the henchmen laughed in unison.

Magane stared at the scene in anticipation with a big cheshire cat grin on her face, eagerly waiting for what's about to happen next. The three clowns cut the restraints off the unconscious hostage, tied his hands behind his back and a rope around his feet, then threw the end of the rope above a sturdy tree branch right below the fish tank. They pulled at the end of the rope, raising the hostage upside down above the fish tank. One of the henchman pinned a stake into the ground and tied the end of the rope to it to secure him in place. About ten minutes later, Okaida woke up to Warren repeatedly smacking his face, saying

"Wakey wakey, you child snatching little twat! Its time for the show to begin!"

Okaida groaned.

"W-what are you gonna do to me...?"

"You'll find out soon enough.~"

"Ugh, my head..."

Warren burst into laughter at the words the captive had just muttered.

"Hahahaha! Did i hurt that pretty little head of yours? Oh boy, you, sir, are shit out of luck! Cuz we're about to give you the last headache of your miserable life."

Okaida whimpered in terror and glanced over at the ringleader.

"C-come on, Warren! Please dont do this! I know you're not a monster! You've proven that by sparing Miyozaki!"

Warren tilted his head at Okaida with a crooked smile.

"Do you think we're done with mister big shot, over there? Oh, you are sadly mistaken, sir... We're merely playing with our food, saving the best for last! Trust me, Okaida... His clock is running out of tock."

Okaida's face changed to an expression of utter despair and tears began to roll off his face.

"Please, Warren, think about what you're doing! I know I've done some horrible things in the pas