Alexander I slumped in my car seat exhausted from enough shed of blood. Xavier has been calling continuously to check up on me. A bullet dodged and everyone started to pretend the most affectionate and caring person. Seriously! What am I? A kid? The people who tried to kill me were caught, every war was subdued, then why the hell the world won't leave me alone? Shit, this wound. If it is a thing, I would've crushed it into tiny pieces. It needed to be dressed. And I was many miles away from anywhere this can be done. I drove through roads with steep drop-offs, tight curves, and narrow stretches that can fit only one car at a time. On a road like this, a motorbike passed by my car much faster than any usual vehicle could go here. He was wearing a black jacket, black gloves, black helmet, and whatnot. Everything is black. He was on rage, might be a teenager. I don't give a fuck that t
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