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[when the earth stopped spinning] | gxg | faenace
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Last published Sat, May 15, 2021
"No, no. Please. I'll pay you anything. Please, just don't kill me!" The man pleaded, making me scoff. "Like, I give a shit." I shoot the man, and get out of there fast. My name is Zyla Halo. But most people know me as the Reaper. Or as Cassian Halo's twin sister/bodyguard. I am Cassian's grim reaper, and as a side job, I also do contract killing for the biggest mafia's in the Midnight Zone. I have no weakness. And I never will.
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by faenace
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