*** Evening time, city streets *** It's evening time already and a level of serenity seems to have saturated the city. The executor can be seen sitted on a street bench in a black hoodie and a black baseball hat. His hands are buried in the pockets of his hoodie. Around the bench he is sitted on, some pigeons can be seen foraging along the sidewalk. With his head down, the guy seems to be engulfed in thoughts of how to carry out his mission. He tosses some bread crumbs on the floor and the pigeons quickly gobble them up and begin their search for more..............The executor's POV~"Ting!" Another beep signaled a new notification as I pulled out my phone from my pocket. Opening the flip phone up, I opened the text. the text read. "Pffft!" I scoffed, "Don't miss this chance? What is this, a lottery ad?" I muttered mockery. I was literally death personified. The grim reaper! What exactly did he mean by don't miss this chance? "Guess it's about time I show him why I'm c
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