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You stare at the man on the ground, your cold stare unnerves even yourself, the kitchen knife which you hold, tightly gripping it, as if never wishing to let go, makes you question even your own morality. But this is for your job...Your life...And for vengeance...Sweet, sweet revenge...



You burst into a fit of cruel, twisted laughter, testing the blade, by rubbing the tip across your index-finger. It stings a little..



Crouching down slightly, you use your left hand to Target-Lock on his body, where your hand lay on his torso, is going to be the exact location of the wound...Mwahahaha....




You raise your right arm into the air...

Don't kill him...Yet.