In the ninth level of this prison, I burned some guards or probably all of them I don't know for sure.

But apart from burning the guards, I also freed all the prisoners—like the cop who freed children from my basement—who were at the ninth level.

The skinny main guard made the announcement like a feminist giving a speech written by a man all over the prison, telling everyone that all the prisoners of ninth level are running away and the one prisoner who escaped from the tenth level is their leader.

The problem is I am the prisoner who escaped from the tenth level and in no way I am the leader of these stolen panty droppers.

But all of these prisoners followed me to the eighth level like I follow the latest updates in porn hub and all the guards of this level were already there to welcome me.

All of them were in front of me and at that moment, I decided to test my luck.

I looked over my shoulder a little, at the prisoners behind me and shouted:

"Attack!"

The prisoners looked here and there like Asian parents looking for the hardest thing they could beat their kids with but the next second…

"Raaangghhhhhhhgg!!"

They began their attack. They obeyed my order.

All hundreds of the prisoners lashed out on the guards as if the guards were the last species with holes and I didn't blame the skinny guard for calling me their leader. I really became one.

The guards fought back with the prisoners and most of the prisoners were human. So they weren't very strong against the guards who were monsters.

That's why I decided to help them.

I ran and went to the first cell I saw.

I banged Jack's dead body's head on the lock of the cell again and the lock came off like a bra on an anime girl.

I didn't know Jack's forehead was strong enough to break locks. I could headbutt with his head and win against some enemies.

Nevertheless, I wasted no time and broke locks one after the other like a thief preparing for his big day.

The prisoners of this level also escaped from their cells and they joined the others in attacking the guards.

I also burned whoever I saw in my way and I even burned some of the prisoners. They were groping me from behind. Heck, I felt some tongues on my foot as well.

But no one was able to break free my backdoor as I put all of them on fire.

I kept walking straight.

"You should stop now, Human."

Someone came in front of me.

He was a short man with a big belly and he had three eyes. His skin was purple as if Thanos made an onlyfans video with his mother without a condom and a camera.

"Are you the main guard here?" I asked.

"Main guard? No. I am just an intern. I joined today."

…

"Then why the fuck did you come in front of me with the main character type shit. And you are too carefree for an intern. If prisoners broke out in the first day of my job, I would resign the very fucking moment."

The three eyed guard nodded. "I know. I want to resign too."

I frowned. "Then what are you waiting for?"

"I don't know how to write a resignation letter."

…

"Are you kidding me?"

The guard scratched his head. "Yeah. I am kidding."

"Makes sense."

"Not only a resignation letter. I don't know how to write anything at all."

Motherfuc—

I gritted my teeth. "What do you want then? Let me go. You don't want to get burned on your first day."

"No one wants to get burned on any day though."

"Yeah. My bad. But let me go."

"Not yet."

"What? Do you want me to write your resignation letter?" I jested.

But I shouldn't have.

The three eyed guard's all three eyes widened.

"How did you know?"

I hate myself.

"You seriously want me to write that letter?"

"Yes. I don't want to work here and the jailor won't accept my resignation without a proper request. Help me."

I sighed.

The guard took out a pen and a paper and stared at me with hopeful eyes. He was the first person in this prison to look at me with something other than lust in his eyes.

He was short and now that I looked at him, his face was chubby. He looked kind of cute.

"Angh. Fine. Give me that." I said.

I held Jack's dead body with my left hand and stretched my right hand towards the guard.

The guard beamed and handed me the pen and paper.

But it was hard to write with only one hand. Makes me remember the time when I did homework while seeing the updates of porn hub.

"Hold this body for a second. And tell me your name." I said.

"Sure."

The guard stepped forward and took Jack's dead body.

I then placed the paper on the wall and got ready to write.

"Tell me your name. I am asking a second time now."

The guard nodded. "Sure."

I waited.

I stared at him.

He stared at me.

I couldn't take it anymore.

"Tell me your damn name, you uneducated brat!"

"Sure!" The guard barked.

"Tell me then! How many times will you accept my question and not answer it?!"

"You fucking idiot. My name is Sure!"

…

"Sorry?"

"I am Sure. My name. Nice to meet you."

I should have known.

I shook my head, and wrote the resignation letter for the guard.

Writing midway, I realised what the fuck was I doing. But I had already written it halfway so I won't drop it. Even if no one reads this, I won't drop it.

But damn, I was in the middle of a prison break but now I am writing a letter. I also gave Jack's dead body which was my weapon in this endeavor to that guard. I must have beaten stupid MCs of any fiction ever created.

But this guard is really kind. He didn't use Jack's dead body on me—like girls used pepper spray when I just told them to not walk fast as it gets hard to follow them—and is waiting patiently for me to finish this letter.

I won't let him down.

I wrote to the best of my abilities and in a few minutes I was finished.

"Done." I gave the pen and paper to him.

"Here is your body." He handed me the body.

We did barter system shit.

"Alright. Have a good day." He ran off like an American man realising it was time to go out and buy milk.

I didn't know what happened just now and I would like to believe that the main guard of this eighth level is dead by now.

So I opened the locks of all the remaining cells and went straight for the cabin of this level like women move straight to court after their husband tells them to make a sandwich.

It was time to move up.

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