The sun sets. People are leaving to go home. the day is over for most people. But, for others, it just started.........
Sigh..........such a peaceful night tonight. It's the perfect night to snuff out a life.
A man on the roof of a factory. He leans on a wall in dissappointment.
But, nobody needs a mercinary now at days. Something will pop up, I guess.
He goes to the edge of the roof. Looks down to the sidewalk, then jumps. Falls at a great speed. Then he lands on the floor without a scratch. As if nothing happened. Then he starts to walk.
I need a job,QUICK.
I thank Sol fo his part in this. Sol-x is his name, merc for hire! I am Kering in this story.
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