prologue: five years ago..

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You don't have to do this, the president Tyler Robert begged as the leader of the mob that had broken into the president's office held a loaded gun onto his forehead. Why shouldn't I ,the mob leader asked. You have taken away our kids,you stripped us of our rights and so so much more. Tell me Roberts why do you deserve to live? the mob leader asked. Yeah Why do you deserve to live more than any of us do, A member of the mob yelled. Kyle Roberts didn't answer. the mob leader smiled. The president begged for mercy As the mob leader pulled the trigger. Bang, as the president stopped moving the mob leader couldn't help but smile. He was free. Free from the laws, free from the pain of working and free from the pain of being powerless. now He had an entire mob under his command. He was pleased. He had just gotten rid of the last thing that held him back from his goal. He was ready to create the new age. An age full of blood and glory. his age of glory had just begun.

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