Sweet Melodies
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He has a set of rules no one dared to break, unless you had a death wish. If those rules being broken didn't get you killed in the process, you were very unlucky. Facing the wrath of him was worse than death itself as rumoured. He had very simple rules and if you followed them, you were safe, if not, You better run for your life.
Rule one: Obey him because he is your master, your leader, the person you look up to.
Rule two: Don't even think about killing him because it will just come back for you, avenged sevenfold.
Rule three: Have no emotions, emotions were a weakness, if you had them, you were a weakness to his gang, his pack, his minions. And of course what leader wanted a weakness? None that we've heard of.
If he heard about any of these being broken, you'd be dead within a heartbeat. As the child he raised himself to be a killer, a trained assassin, his personal puppet. I'd know this. Being his right hand had it advantages and it's disadvantages.
One advantage, watching the life of those leave their eyes at your hand. The cries as they begged for their life nothing but sweet sweet melodies to my ears.
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