"Our deaths are never death for us until the moment we forget them."
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-You call yourself a professional, but its already the sixth time this year you're late for an important mission.
-You should love me less, that's bad for you.
"A high risk mission also has a big reward, right?"
-Three enemies to the left.
*gunshots*"Why didn't the Company give me information about the reward? Do they want to make me a surprise or something?"
-I think it would be good to get a new partner, one who cares more about me and takes work more seriously.
-Shhhh... Don't play with serious things.
"I think this is the top floor, looks like the others have cleaned up the rest."
-Behind that door is your purpose Coma.
- Understood, madam.
"It's been 25 years since I got into the murder business. I never thought of doing a mission that would benefit the place where I was born, I always killed for any kind of service regardless of saving someone or not. I think I've done enough in life and I'm going to retire after this, will I be able to buy an island with the money from the mission? Well, if I don't have enough, I think I'll get an harem"
-I'm coming in Sophie!
*gunshot*With a single bullet, all my capabilities passed into their most rudimentary forms... I couldn't move, I knew there was a familiar smell behind me, but I didn't want to believe who was there.
-I believe your life has been good Coma.
I opened my mouth, but no words came out. The shock was so big that the betrayal made me think: "Ah... so this is a broken heart...". The rose scent she always wore, her black skirt and white slips attached to her dress. Her black hair tied up that looked like a black rose. The person I most admired was about to take my life. My white suit was dyed with my blood and she knew that in a short time I was going to die because she wasn't just anyone, she was my soulmate, the person who worked with me all these year of service. The only thing I could think of was
"Sophie…why?.." even though i was asking, I was selfish from the moment I met her.
-Thank you Coma, no... thanks ***. Thank you for all these years you spent with me.
Suddenly my vision blurred and the last thing I could hear was a cry, it sounded like a child being told "no" for the first time, the only thing I could do was smile.
Just when I thought I could rest in peace, a voice was heard.
- [Ahahaha, check it out, the famous ***. Looks like we have someone interesting today.]
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