It has come down to this. The big moment. His moment. Today will be the day he meant something. Sure, he'd probably die. But if everything worked according to plan, it wouldn't matter, his name would live on in history. Especially in this crowd.
All their hooting and hollering for someone as if they were a god. It was his drive. His reason for joining. It had all come to this. He pulled out a Jericho from his jacket, aimed at the man at the podium, and fired.
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Rift
ActionTension is commonplace is our world. Good and Evil are slurred together in a grey mess. Politicians are corrupt yet have morals. Criminals are robin-hoods but have an ulterior motive. Welcome to Rift.
