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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

The sound of rhythmic music playing in the background.

This was almost close to the nightlife in Japan.

I leaned against the back of one of the cushioned seats in the corner.

I have heard that this place offers the best liquor mixes. I got curious.

Of course, that wasn't the only agenda I had in mind.

I knew Rose wouldn't like what I was doing when she learned of it.

Yet, no matter what she says, the result of this visit would be beneficial for her.

I hated seeing how she was lately.

The sadness in her eyes was unbearable. If I could make it go away on my own, then this was no longer necessary.

Unfortunately, it wasn't me whom she needed.

Keeping my guard up, I let my gaze wander around. The place looked posh and heavily guarded.

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