[original] A Cold, Bitter Life

In the beginning, he was a blind little puppy obediently following his master’s orders.  Anything the master wanted, the master got.  Kill that person?  No problem.  Give up everything you ever had for a life that you never would have imagined for yourself?  No problem.

Live a life of bitterness soaked in the blood of others?  Why, there was no problem with that either.

He was destined to be whatever the master wanted him to be.  From a bitter youth to killing machine, it was all preordained for his life to be nothing more than a series of gruelling trials.

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