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Reflections on your mother
When my mother was on her deathbed, she brought me closer to here so I could hear her last words.
"Do whatever need be to survive and don't let others control you," she rasped "If you wish revenge so be it, however don't waste the life that has been spared when so many thought otherwise. Take your skills blend in and do whatever needs to be done regardless of how wicked you become on this task just know that your mother will always be by your side."
No one shall lay low Vicious the Assassin. Mine errors has doomed me for the 5th time all because of my fascinated past in this bedtime story. I need to changeth mine end purpose.
As I went to sleep in my newly purchased home I made a mistake. I became complacent in the fact it felt so much like the home that I had as a kid I did not even think about potential assassins/thieves coming to find me. How troublesome I was woke from my slumber tied to my bed with hard rope. I tried, but could not get lose. The hooded figure dangled the necklace in front of me and smirked, "Ha, remember me. I'm here to finish the job." If only my death was quick, I could not hold back my screams as he slowly tortured me with that wicked grin on his face and I slowly faded into the abyss as my heart stopped.