"Underbelly," I said. The word caught the attention of Calvin and Freddie. It was a word traveling around in the last days of my second life (this life could be considered my third). "For a guy out of town," said Freddie. "You seem to know more than you let on." I grinned. I didn't know what the word meant, and being unable to know the weight of that word placed me in an ocean on driftwood. Power is great, but social communication is a different type of battle. Life is easy to snuff out. A single swipe of the sword or the perfect hit with a fist can end an opponent. It doesn't open doors. Violence smashes through them until you hit a wall. Imagine a house. You have two choices; you can break, or you ask the owner to let you in. If you break in, the house is yours, but unlocking the other doors can be tricky. If you ask the owner, bec
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