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My days are coming to an end soon. I dreamt of that child once again, he was hugging me and taking my hand, as he says to me.. "Come!" "We are almost there!" "He laughs and we go together."

I wake up, I can feel this will be my last day and my last time here, this worthless world, and planet.

I look at the ceiling and get up from my bed, I had left my black shirt on. My weapons nearby, at least they were wiped out.

I'm going to leave everything to my apartment, now. I have to leave and never come back here. This city will be full-blown, search target. And my privacy will be in danger. I must take my leave now.

I have no find my last target yet, and now I'm starting to think I never will. But that's fine, I have killed so many evil people. That it doesn't matter anymore if I were to find, meet and confront the most evil person in the planet. They are all the same.

I eat my leftovers, cook my last meal. In this place .. and head outside. Taking my knife with me, and my gun. That I had stolen, but I have a feeling I'm gonna need it. It has 3 bullets left. That is all I need.

Now reaching outside as I take my clothes black jacket, and usual pants, gloves and shirt with me. The rest are fully cleaned, my apartment is like new. When they find this they will never know it was me. But if they get me they will realize it, leaving all of my stuff behind, and weapons I used to kill so many, evil people and creatures. I want this place to be my departing tomb.

As I walk away to never return to this apartment, or even this city. I have a faint feeling of sadness leave me, the feeling I have always felt my whole ass life.

Opening the doorway and not using the elevator, this time. I reach outside .. no one comes towards me or sees me exit that building.

Checking the newspaper, (Horrible, and insane killing spree has become and happened in this city, near plaza center of the city.) (Yesterday multiple people were killed, and died.) (It was a terrible rampage. Now many are sure of is the work of the same person, who had killed everyone else before.) (More on that it seems to be true, and now proven that the vigilante, anti hero killer, targets those who have done bad things in their lives.) (But the question is left unanswered, will this ever end?)

I look at the newspaper, and say to myself, yes. This will all end today.

On the corner of my eye I see article of witnesses coming forward, some saying that, that same person saved them. And they want to meet him again.

I look at it saying to myself .. really? So they did come forward after all.

I put it back to the socket of the shop, I see no cashier around. Maybe he has left, and his shop is open? It's fine I guess we had our fun.

I walk away now, not going to return to the meal place I've been in. I think it's better to leave them behind me rather than, break their hearts. I don't want to leave but I have to. My world will soon come to an end. And my life? Will live on after this..

All of this has come undone.

And ended with me and myself once and for all.

As well as everyone else who have been perished. Within myself in my heart.

As I walk through the streets, I have always known, my soul leaves out with me too. I can feel it in my bones, this is my last time forever now.

And it will never happen again, anymore.

Bc I'm done.. I just need to get away, find what I seek and make my escape.

As I walk through the city now, I see cops everywhere. All the alleys have been blocked, by the cops. Multiple patrol cars, are filling the city's spots.