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Playing With Fire
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2024-10-29 19:42:56I am not a man that is easily taken by surprise. I plan every step and every move I make; it is planned down to the very last detail. Nothing ever falters or catches me off guard. Should a plan fail, it only proves to me that I was weak; I was a coward making the wrong decisions.
The only thing you can be sure of is yourself. What changes is everything else. The choices and the decisions that you make will remain the same. The only certainties in this business are power. But that too can change; as for me, I constantly want more.
Now the measures that you will go to achieve these things do measure you as a man. I believe that if you play it safe, then you will remain to crawl on the floor. Down there, all you do is sit and wait and let fate decide what will happen next. But the thing with fate is that it takes you down that road you ever so often avoid taking.
Well, I am not that man; Hunter King is not a coward, nor does he crawl on the floor. Hunter King is ru
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