The Last Lady Assassin

The Last Lady Assassin

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Paano ka mag judge ng tao? Base ba sa itsura? Sa pananalita? Sa kilos? Sa galaw? Sa level ng pinag aralan? O sa pag ngiti? Sa pag simangot? Sa estado ng buhay? O baka naman sa karanasan o nakaraan? Kadalasan base sa itsura tama ba? Alam na alam ko yan dahil isa ako sa taong hindi mo aakalain Akala ng mga tao isa akong anghel akala ng mga tao simple ako at perpekto akala ng mga tao mabait ako pero hindi nila alam... Nabunuhay ako sa pag patay ng Tao... Cause I am THE LAST LADY ASSASSIN
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My story? I am Phi, the defeated Lord of Destruction, shrouded in mystery and rumors. Still great, but no longer the god everyone thought me to be. I will never be like the others, even if I was more powerful. I will get nothing more than a passing glance. Phi, they'll say in history, was defeated by Aiger Akabane, who became the next World Champion. The students will nod dutifully and move on, my name already forgotten. Nothing to see beyond that, nothing to know. My story has always been unknown, and I think that's for the best. It lives only with me, and it dies with me, and when this phone gets found at the bottom of this lake with these words, it'll be too late. This small oasis will not be looked at, most likely not be found until I am dead. And dead is going to be very soon. Today is what I began to call my birthday nine years ago, the first time I touched real grass and saw the sun for the first time. When I escaped Papa and left behind Mama. Today is my nineteenth birthday, and nineteen is where my story will end.

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