Krov'
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Last published Wed, Feb 10, 2016
Death and Destruction are never satisfied and neither are the eyes of man.
Since the age of 13, I have been trained to never be satisfied with the job I have done. That death is mercy and destruction is inevitable.
That is what I have become.
A mere puppet.
Not a flower.
Death and Destruction.
With death and destruction come pain, loss, blood, and most of life's greatest twists and turns. You must always be on your feet.
You must trust no one.
You must be out for blood.
Krov'.
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