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Snap Of Restraint
My life is filled with unpredictability. The choices that I choose to make today mostly do count in my favor, but there is that one that turns around and causes a ripple in the pond. Now, do I wish that I listen to my second-in-command? Well, most of the time, Hunter King sees himself as to know absolutely all there is to know. Yet, this time I seem to have underestimated myself again. The very thing that Mason warned me against, I went out and set to do. I often find myself doing as I please. This has now lead to that very problem that Mason advised me against.
Killing Antoni was purely revenge; I would not even go as far as to say that it was for business, for the man took what was mine, and I merely went back to collect it. This has now set the wheels in motion for what is perhaps a minor little war. And I, Hunter King, find myself at the top of it. So to say that I am happy with what I achieved would be, in some parts, a lie, for I truly do not feel the need to have every
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