Prologue

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Prologue: Ashes

I was gone for a period of three days. Three days. That's how long it took for everything that I've known and loved to crumble to ash; I returned from an eerily quiet and uneventful hunt to the lovely sight of my childhood home in flames and the bodies of my family reduced to dust.

It's been two months, three days, and six hours since I found them. And I'm on the hunt for blood.

I will find the bastards that did this.

And I will make them regret the very second they were spat from their mother's womb.

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