The Mafia Kings Slave
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Does anyone truly understand the meaning of the word slave?
Does it mean you have no freedom?
Does it mean you have no option?
Does it mean you belong to someone else and not yourself?
I believe that the word slave has many definitions and it depends on how you look at it.
Take Sky for example he is a 18 year old boy raised to be the perfect killing machine his one job is to kill whoever he is told to by his masters. He has no thoughts except for the ones that his master gave him, in every sense of the word he is considered to be a slave by everyone except himself.
Let's take an orphan who is the perfect killing machine who everyone believes is the perfect slave and introduce him to a borde Mafia King and see what happens.
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