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Cain · **12-10-2014, 10:11 AM**

We would like to see most of the human race killed off because it is unworthy of the gift of life.

Johnathon Dawson sat there in his office, Colt held firmly in his hand. The man sobbed as he signed his last will and testament, which was a suicide note.

Suicide Note Said:To whom it may concern,

I have lived upon this Earth for twenty three years, and I have tried so hard to be all that my parents wanted me to be. I was such a smart child. I thought I had it all figured out. College, med degree. Everything was going my way! Now, everything has fallen apart. Sarah has left me for Ethan. My license was suspended for malpractice. Damn that girl. Why did I listen to her!?

Maybe the world would be...

"...better off without you? Pft, how cliche."

Startled, the pen flew from the man's hand and he spun around to see a hulking shadow. The only seeable feature were the glowing red eyes of the monster.

"Excuse me, but who the hell are y-"

"It's not about who but what I am. My friend, my name is Cain. I am the deliverer of souls, and I am here to deliver you unto him."

John gulped a bit.

"Satan?"

Cain just shrugged.

"Whoever. So...it's about time to release you, you depressed sack of shit."

And with one swipe of his claws, blood covered the entire room. The man's neck laid open and the beast just shrugged. He killed without remorse. The shadows engulfed him as the camera zoomed in on a date. The same date...

12/31/14

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TJ Wallace · **12-10-2014, 10:16 AM**

"This nigga."

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