itsallaboutlixxie
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- Parts 25
The training grounds were silent under the pre-dawn dark, the kind of quiet that pressed against the ears like deep water.
Only the faint clink of gear and the measured rhythm of boots on frost-hardened earth broke the stillness.
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Felix :
My life has been a calculation of precision and erasure.
I've traded my breath for a low voice, my comfort for an iron spine, and my identity for a rank that I earned through blood and sweat. I thought I had perfected the art of non-existence.
I am still a weapon of the state. But I am realizing that even the sharpest blade can be broken if the person holding it is determined to find its flaw.
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Hyunjin :
I came to find an elite asset. Instead, I found a ghost dressed in a Sergeant's uniform.
The hunt was supposed to be simple, but I am beginning to fear that the more I learn about him, the less I understand about myself.
_Sheen