My muscles ached in pain.
"Just do 46 more and you'll be done! You've only done 4!"
My sweat dripped down from my neck and back to the ground.
I groaned, as my back felt like it was being ripped open.
"That's how my father taught me to be strong. I'm a great assassin now. You'll be too."
My eyes squeezed together.
"I don't know why master said that you'd be a good assassin. If you don't even have the willpower to do these things, how will you when you kill those people?"
My breaths became ragged and hard.
My brows furrowed together as I saw my parents, sitting on a picnic cloth on the hill we used to have picnics on.
"Mom..? Dad..? Are you there?"
They waved a simple goodbye and a grin as they started to fade away.
"Mom! Dad! Come back! I don't want to lose you anymore!"
Once they became little specks of colours, my vision blurred with tears.
"Why did you leave me again?"
My extended arms folded and I lay on the ground, panting and crying.
When I started to lose consciousness, cold fingertips grazed my skin.
They enveloped me into their soft embrace.
This feels nice...
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Fanfiction"If you were on the verge of everything." "The verge of the cliff you're about to fall off, the verge of losing everything you could possibly ever have," "You would be just like me." {Highest Ranking/Most Impressive} #412 in beyondthescene
