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Blood. Blood was dripping from my forehead. Panting, I tried to catch my breath. For a minute, I was tempted to look back and see if the Japanese Yakuza was chasing after me.

I muttered a curse, trudging through the quiet street, making sure to hide in the shadows, avoiding all streetlights.

Stupid Japanese Mafia Boss and his claim to rule the mafia world.

But I will never let him.

Not after killing my entire family.

Thinking about them, a brief flashback of my father screaming for me to flee before a bullet passed through his head, instantly ending his life, appeared in my line of vision.

I clenched my hands into fists, sadness and fury burning inside me.

I will make sure that the Japanese Mafia will pay for what they did. 

I will avenge my father. My family.

From this day forward, they have declared war.

And war they shall have.

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Blades & Roses

It was only a year, but Elise thinned out. She had wrapped a scarf around her head to hide her baldness.

The moment the cancer began spreading through her body, I advised her to quit her job. She didn't resist.

It was breaking my heart to see her suffer like this. She was stuck in a wheelchair. The mere walking around the apartment easily tires her.

She refused to be confined inside the hospital.

By this time, Ellaine was well-aware of her mother's condition.

Elise tries her best to stay strong for our daughter's sake. She agreed to have chemotherapy.

They were whom I was thinking of. Nothing else mattered to me.

"Daddy?" hearing Ellaine's voice, I looked at her. She was already in her pajamas and was hugging her teddy bear.

"Do you want to hear a bedtime story?"

I watch her shake her head. She looked at me thoughtfully.

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