Sixth Chapter

Its a burden for himself to know that a thousand lives will be lost tonight. Having power to at least save people, he decided this cause the moment he got the capability to do so, of course, courtesy of Allverse. He dont want such tragedy to happen.

(Being a hero. Commendable but he should mind his own business, right? This is white privilege clearly, or just being an English privilege, think he can save anyone anytime he wants. What an ass. He is abusing his powers. tsk tsk. wink wink wink. If you know what i mean.)

So.

"Go to the deck. The ship will sink! Lets go." John yelled aloud.

"The ship will sink. Go go!"

"Mr. Watson. Mrs. Watson. Lady Esme. Go up! Go!" John yelling so loud that his voice echoes thru the metal tunnel they call hallway. 

"John, what are you talking about?" Mrs. Watson chided.

"No time to explain. Listen... Everyone. This ship will sink! To the lifeboat! and fucking share to anyone!!!!" John trying so hard to convince these privileged people who in fairness, dont listen very much. They only want to talk and be heard then don't listen. Let us take a moment of silence to appreciate these breed of people. 

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John don't want these people to die under his watch. He is a police officer. Serve and Protect. That is the creed he lives by, well, at least he tries to/

"Titanic is unsinkable!" Prideful English accent retorts John.

John want to punch the guy looking dapper despite he looked like he was in bed. He was wearing his Hermes suit while sleeping. Super dapper. Taking the word gentleman to the next level. 

"Dont say i told u so. Mr. Watson. Mrs. Watson. Lady Esme. Follow me. Everyone." He already warned them. It is not his fault if they don't listen and believe him. He tried convincing. He failed.

"de Vere, i believe you." The beautiful voice of Lady Esme was the sound of heaven's trumpet for John. (Being a simp again.) Her believing him was like the gate of heaven opening.

"Great, Lady, you wont regret it." John nodded 5 times in a second. What a simp.

"I wont...i believe the ship will sink. However, de Vere, you have to help me with my suitcase." She asked kindly.

"Ah..suitacase? its not nece.. Yes. Suitcase. Everyone. Go up first, Mr. Watson. Mrs. Watson...please trust me...guys..trust me...if im lying, u can...kill me...yeah..kill me...go...u lose nothin if u go up...Come on." 

With his convincing, well, begging look, Mr and Mrs. Watson listened.

Mentality of the herd, other people followed John.

"My God...she is perfect. Perfect! We're the same age...shes noble...right? But in my memory, well original John's, no noble is named Lady Esme...anyway... Its okay...i can be king..emperor with my gifts. No worries." John reacting after the short meaningful convo with Lady Esme.

 (Simp.)