More bloodshed had occurred within the past few weeks. Nothing unusual, of course. Fyodor had all but predicted this months ago, down to the very day this would occur. He had spent the last few days holed up in a undisclosed office, typing away at his set of computers while planning for the next statement on Japan, not to mention the world.

After all, how else was he supposed to rid all those sinners?

Fyodor couldn’t give up now.

Not when he was so close to his goal.