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"I'm giving you six months to kill the target, or you'll be the one dead instead."

I saw someone getting murdered. Now, I have to murder someone.All Rights Reserved

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I went into this job thinking it was just another bug hunt, some Scientist dude who got careless with his vials and spawned nothing more than some blood thirsty flesh craving fruit fly or a huge snake. I thought it would be in, kill the monster, get paid and then go be my normal lazy self while I waited for the next job to come up. I assumed it was nothing to twist myself over. I was wrong. Dead. Wrong

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I gave up my life four hundred years ago, for my friends and family. Sickness had claimed many in my home town. I gave up my human soul for them and in return I was give immortal soul. Not a vampire or any of that rubbish. Though they do exist. I watched everyone I loved in the time of their dying, knowing I couldn't follow them. Four hundred years later, I'm alive. And feast on the souls that no one uses, as they had before. In sacrificing one life for another, I pray every day, that my past in some way doesn't come back to me. But I was wrong.

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