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For as long as I could remember, the world was a cold, dark place. My life was a meaningless one filled with emptiness and heartache. I woke each day to an overwhelming loneliness, and slept at night feeling hollow. Something I could not remember was missing. My soul had been broken; That's when I met him. I had no name back then. I had no past, and my future had been sealed. I was sentenced to death for failing a simple assassination mission. Failure is not tolerated within our organisation. If not for him, I would already be dead. My life belongs to Mr. Chase Carson.
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