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VENGEANCE

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You could be a serial killer with with a record that outweighs any other, or you could slave your life away only doing good deeds. 

But vengeance wouldn't bat an eye to either any differently. Vengeance shows mercy to no one.All Rights Reserved

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Noah

"You can't rely on other people's kindness in this world. It don't exist." Normal people are like oblivious little ants, just working their way around, carry food, part of a bigger picture. People are so bland and mundane, each of them trying to be like the others. I suppose I'm no different- I'm trying to fit in too. However, a crippling obsession to avenge my only friend's death is getting in the way of that. If I want to get on with my life, I need to learn to come to terms with my past in a way that's less likely to get me killed.