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ATTENTION: This letter has been sent from a person named
Zasa to a person by the same name. It seems like there was
some mistake or someone has sent a letter to himself. Only
there is no sending address nor return address. We don't
know what to make of it, perhaps the Heralds in their wisdom
can offer us some insight. - Messaging Service I can remember two things clearly from the curse of memory. A hateful childhood and the second betrayal that took my life. But excuse me, not my life - his life. I am not exactly the one I speak of. I am however inseparable from his name because I am his shadow. When he committed suicide, he died by my hand as well as his own, for we both gripped the blade and thrusted it into his organs. I blamed Irony that my fate should be tied to his and that I should cease to exist when he died. But then I began to hate. So I will ca ll you "papa" from now on okay? Don't be confu sed, I call ev erybody papa! Even women. Let's pretend you a re[Hit Return to continue] my papa because I don't have one. I killed him a long time ago but now I mi ss him. I'm always so lonely and sad - I'm o nly happy whe n I kill things for yo u, papa. I began to hate my long existence of torture and heartbreak as I watched my master live through years of unspeakable affliction. When he breathed his last breath, I refused to go with him. I broke free - and vowed to bring his vengeance upon his many betrayers. I am not a crazy murderer - they had it coming to them. My master may have been a victim, but I will not be one. Look papa! S ome kids said I could play with the m. They say I can be the lookout in their pirate gang! They say I'm a fast runner and I can scout out r ats f or them. But should they grow whiskers t oo, I will catch them and k ill them. I have achieved the look and mannerisms of actual humans to the point where I am indistinguishable from my master. I do not however have a shadow to announce my coming as he did. I can remember my master's childhood and adulthood, which I now use as tools to achieve my mission. When I adopt his adult memories I can adopt his manipulative skills. When I adopt his child memories, I utilize his youthful fury and scrappy fighting abilities. Use d together, I am the perfect killin g machine! Whe ther by assassination, beating up, or mind tricks, there are no rats that are safe - they ALWAYS come to the cheese. I can catc h you rats papa, I am good at cat ch ing rats. |
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