Prologue

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Richard John Grayson had to run away. It was the only way he would be able to escape his fate. After 4 years of strict training, it was time. He had to go out and kill someone tomorrow. He had to go and watch an innocents person face as they realized that it would be their last day, but he wouldn't do it. Not for his uncle. Not for his life. Not for anything. So, he had to run.

He quickly grabbed a small bag of his few belongings and weapons that his Uncle had trained with and opened the small window in his room. It was now or never. So, he jumped out and run. Run faster than he ever ran in his life. He couldn't look back. It was too late. If he was caught, he would face awful and severe consequences. Running and hiding were his only options now. He was on the run. He was on his own.

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