So, I'm laying on an autopsy table, and I'm thinking to myself, that went very very well. I managed to trick the stupid old man, something I picked up from ol' popsy. Ha ha ha. Anyway, being a magician I knew how to escape death, and to tell you the truth, I swapped out his real knife with a trick one. Now how clever am I? Pretty clever right? See i'm always thinking one step ahead.
My father said I would bring chaos to this world... And I think it's safe to say I intend to do just that. Anyway I saw an weird guy with glasses come in so I had to stay still, well, that was until he was gonna cut me up!
" hey buddy, you might not want to do that" I said in a calm voice. I saw the guy jump back and gasp.
" I... I... I..." The man stuttered, I rolled my eyes.
"Lemme guess, never saw a corpse pop to life before, hm? Yeah, that'll happen." I said as I got up from the table. " and will you please grab some clothes for me? I'm shivering in here" I demanded him. He gave me an puke green shirt and a weird purple jacket, pants and shoes. " it'll do I guess. Whatcha think?" I asked the man, he just stood there, not knowing what to say. I walked over to him " ya know, it's polite to answer when someone asks you a question." I said as I walked passed him and picked up a switch blade. " ya know, Jim and the police already think I'm dead, they want me to stay dead. So... I guess I have to.. Reinvent myself, right? Hahaha. You think if I cut myself with this it'll hurt? I mean the red hair is obviously gonna give me away... What's your favorite color?"
"G-green" the guy said. I rolled my eyes as I looked in the mirror. The guy really needs to stop with the stuttering... It could get annoying really fast.
" you know what you need to do, buddy? You need to s-s-stop stammering like a bumbling idiot and just... Let go. Trust me, it's a hell of a lot better then keeping it inside" I explained to him
'See? Even this little punk thinks I'd be a better you then you'
"SHUT UP!" The guy turned his head and screamed " I'M NOT YOU!" This made me laugh. I knew exactly what he was going through.
" you have a voice inside your head too, don't you? Kill anyone recently? Yeah. The voice in my head started the moment my mother took her last breath. The problem with you, though, is that you choose to ignore the voice in your head. Don't ignore it, you gotta Embrace it. You'll feel a lot better. Trust me" I explained to him and patted his shoulder. " anyway, I gotta run... Gotta disappear for a while, don't want old Gordy gettin' smart on me, do we? Ha ha ha! Can you keep a secret? Because if I find out that you snitched on me, let's just say... It won't be pretty." I said as I strolled out of the morgue " oh and you might want to fix that smell.. It smells like dead bodies in here" I said as I laughed and closed the back door.
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The legacy of Jerome Valeska
Fiksi Penggemar" your legacy will be death and madness" that's what dear old pops said to me...come on... Did you people really think I was gone for good? No. A simple magic trick was all it took. Fake blood, fake knife... Everything. And this... This is my true l...
