Taming the Beast [China]

[Nox]

Cameras, land warrior, warm clothes. All check. The want and desire to stand out in the chilly wet air was not something Nox really was looking forward to. But he'd done worse. Been in worse situations. He just needed to know how best to take this man out. Didn't matter what he was doing, just where there were less people. He didn't want a spectacle like the last two and he didn't want to fuck it up like the first one either.

So he did it right. He watched and waited. He stood in the cold. Walked around the block a thousand times and then some. It was all very boring and monotonous. But he was gathering good intel as he followed this man through his life.

By the end of the third day Nox knew this guys pattern. He gathered everyday near the port and called upon the earth. And everyday the ground shook, and the waters moved and the people gathered cheered. Nox had no idea what the man was saying. And it didn't really matter. Everyday the news reported mass tidal waves upending boats, eroding beaches and disrupting the fishing around the coasts.

There was no point to this man's life short of the fact that he wanted to be a god -- desired nothing more than to be worshiped. He was bad for business in every sense of the word. He had to go.