Chapter 77: Complacent (4)
***
He crabbed every place that Oda had touched and continued doing so until his pure white skin underneath it turned bruised. He hated the man's embrace only as much as he hated his own miserable existence. Yet there was no other path left for him to walk on. It was either this or a fate much worse. Either way he would be f****d, so did it really matter by who it would be?
Of course no sane person would think like this but Henry didn't even have the slightest bit of sanity left in him. Through all those years there really isn't much that could be called 'normal' out of what happened to him.
It should be considered a miracle the man managed to make it to this point without completely loosing his mind...
"Damn bastard... doing whatever he likes... The only re
