Programme II: Love Valley; Episode 2: O crap! I just killed the main character!

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Tiffany had been assigned her first mission: kill the Qish Emperor. She darted across the Amor Ridge that gave way to Love Valley. Rain was coming down in sheets; she looked down to the house of Gorm the Giant: she could see the Qish soldiars dragging away the bloody body of a young boy. She ignored it. She was improving her ability to ignore pain and misery as time progressed. She had less than a kilometre to go. The Qish emperor's august palace could be seen a good league away. As a girl-when she was a girl-she often dreamed of living in the palace, with its thousands of servents, slaves, dancers, and knights. The walls were made of solid gold and pure silver. She extricated these thoughts from her mind. 100 yards: she was almost there. What would she do? Just burst in and decapitate him? She could: the youngish man was blind. All Qish Emperors had their eyeballs sewn shut: that way, everyone would be equal "in their eyes". 20 feet. Here we go.

She smashed the porcelin doors and rushed in. A palace guard tried to apprehend her, but she pulled his spine out. Another tried to shoot her, but she took the spine of the dying man and shoved it through his face. She ran through the hall and crashed into the throne room. The Qish Emperor looked up suddenly.

"Who is it?"

Tiffany let out a scream: it was a shrill, angry, horrifing, sorrowful scream.

"Who art thou? Wilt thou kill me?"

She strutted over to him, taking him into account. He had no hair, and no eyes. He was not a hideous man, but he was bizarre-almost grostque.

"No, thou wiln't kill me! My guards will kill thee before thou canst lay a finger on me!"

Tiffany leaned forth into his face. She did not want to kill him, he was not a wicked man; he was, however, a severly misguided man. She snapped out her flurry of juvenile emotions, and she raised a horrid clawed hand, and swung it down upon the Qish Emperor's crowned head. What? just as her hand was to collide with the Emperor's head, he had vanished into thin air. Meanwhile, across the ocean, in a massive dirt mound, a little mole was laughing with a death metal voice.

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