Why am I not dead?

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Any pictures or videos I use are not mine! daughter of evil belongs to whoever made it, I believe his name is Mothy. Stalin is not the actual Stalin, I just wanted to name him that.


Daughter Pov

I am in my prison cell awaiting my death thinking of what my brother was doing right now. "I hope he ran away by now." I say to myself. I hear footsteps approaching my cell. As I look up waiting to be moved to go the the guillotine I see my old crush. Instead of the beautiful blue armor he used to wear he now has read armor that made him look like a kid, but also a merciless killer.  He pulls me up by my arm as I try to struggle out of his grip. "you know that won't get you anywhere, right." he tells me. I then realize he's right and accept my fate. He walks me through the hallway to outside. Instead of seeing a crowd of people gather I see people going about their daily lives. "Why are they not gathering to see my death." I ask. "Because you aren't going to die." "What" I tell him as I am shocked. "You will be punished for you crimes while you are alive and not in hell". He tells me.

 "you are going to be my personal slave."

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