Murder Chronicles

A story told by a murderer.
A story without a hero.

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'That night, I learned 2 things, murder is easy, and acting came natural.'

I have no name, no face, no nationality.
Yet people can contact me for various job opportunities
Select few have seen me, rest have only heard of me
I am a phantom
A myth
And perhaps a legend

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For the blurred lines between good and bad
For the greater good
For the grey in our lives
For when black and white is in a haze
For doing what others won't
For completing what others can't

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Disclaimer - Characters resembling anyone dead or living is unintentional. If anything feels a lot like something that you have previously seen or read, it is a coincidence { sorry, my writing is a lot influenced }

Don't try the stunts. They are NOT meant to be replicated.

Do not use this story on any other platforms. If I want to, I will post it myself.

Constructive criticism appreciated.

Trigger warning: It goes without saying - death, light violence and gore, mentions of suicide, panic/anxiety attacks.