Father's footsteps

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I graduated from ANHS, and walked solemnly to the gates where my father was patiently standing with his security.

I got many weird stares but they all just didn't matter to me.

I never felt anything from the day I came to now

I'm still a cold-blooded demon

"Get in the car, you have lots to catch up on."

I sure did.

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I watched in conflicted feelings as the limousine drove away from the gates of ANHS and back towards the white room

was I sad?

was I happy?

I'm not sure.

but watching ANHS fade away did sting, ever so slightly.

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"Even after his physical prowess deteriorating over the past 3 years, he's still exceptional sir."

"I know he is, but he can improve."

"Uhm sir.."

"What?"

"Did you never care about torturing your own son and making him undergo such harsh training."

"..."

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I fired that worker, but his words still make me think.

Did I care?

Was I really doing something good?

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I knocked down another instructor and gave him a swift blow to render him unconcious.

"Great work subject 401, your excellent as always."

"..."

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I had become even worse.

I killed left and right 

I had no sympathy to anyone, beautiful, ugly, young, old, woman, man. 

I lost all traces of humanity I gained in ANHS.

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That monster is my son. I raised that beast. His curriculum is finished.

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I got into the world of politics after my curriculum was done in the white room.

I slowly but surely climbed to the top, and before I knew it 

I had the country under my grasp

I was the prime minister.

I had power

I had authority

I had money

But I was still empty.

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My son is the prime minister now, it's all I've ever wanted.

But I feel, empty.

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I don't want to do this anymore

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What's the point of trying. All my work and I don't feel accomplished.

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As I take my last steps I realise one crucial thing.

I could never be happy. 

I would stay an empty husk for all my life.


YAY THEY BOTH DIED

AUTHORS NOTE

Very random and not very good. But oh well

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