Shadows of Stalk
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"You! Stay where you are and put your hands in the air!"
 
I firmly held a gun to my victim. All I needed to do was get the information out of him. 
"You seem to be seeing stars no?"
"Quiet! Now my information."
"Ah! Your information. No."
"Just one blow from your head is enough to kill you."
"Ah! You wanted information about our origins hmm? or your information?"
"What the heck are you talking about?"
"If you want to know,the clue to your fate is only one till the hundredth number and 8. That is all I can tell about you. I shall now detonate from this room. If you are willing to take your fate. You better know who your up against."
He dies as the bombs detonate from his body. I could only watch as my opportunity lets my wipe my own blood. What could he possibly mean by my information? Could they be planning to kill me? I could not get what my boss had wanted. He was looking forward to be spoiled by the plots of those morons. Unwilling to take a chance,he demotes me from my current rank it didn't affect my feelings though. After that,I decided to take my life easy on. At some point,I am already missing these days of where I could be great at what life throws at me and here I am now walking with omnipotence to the possibilities of the universe. Whether this be a gift or a curse,I was chosen among'st others to walk beyond the boundaries. I have yet to discover the origins of fear because every day and night I have been chasing my fears and I am only getting closer to finding true fear.
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