He wasn't moving. He had even told him to get up. Normally there would be at least some sort of response whenever he insulted him. But now there was nothing. No movements. No screaming his lungs off.

There wasn't even a whisper.

He couldn't be dead. He, like all the others in Varia, always told Squalo, or the others for that matter, that they should die, one way or the other. But that didn't mean they were actually allowed to do that . No one died. Not them. They were Varia , for fuck's sake. They were the ones to stand on top, looking down at the idiots on the ground. If anyone was to kill Squalo, it was him . And it pissed him the fuck off.

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

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