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Origin- Mark 2

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Parts 6
Time 34m

Reads 165
Votes 15
Parts 6
Time 34m

'In case you haven’t guessed yet Stanley, I am a psychopath- pure and simple. I run around and create chaos, I dance in the ashes of the world and watch you try and rebuild it. I am disaster embodied and I don’t care who you are. I make decisions in a split second, and if I get hurt, I don’t care.'

I am a hunted man. Every time I open my window I have 5 snipers trained on my chest. I am followed.
All because I tried to do my job.
I smacked a bee hive with a stick, and the Queen is after my head.
This is my story.
This is my life.All Rights Reserved

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