Capítulo 232: The After Talk

Later that day, Kaisen decided to do something different—watch the news. He figured it was about time he tuned into what the hell was happening around here.

It's not that he cared all that much, but this was still his birthplace.

Maybe a small part of him felt a tiny twinge of responsibility to see what the world had become while he was busy getting laid and dodging death threats.

The large, frameless screen on his wall flickered to life, blasting him with images and sound. Unsurprisingly, it was all Kayden's propaganda.

The usual crap—Kayden proclaiming to cleanse the world of evil with his self-righteous spiel, like some messiah with a vendetta.

Kaisen rolled his eyes, flipping through the channels like he was searching for a decent porn flick.

One channel was Kayden, another was the Authority, branding his brother a terrorist and splashing his face all over the screen like he was the boogeyman of the century.