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... inconsistencies in his life than just those few.
'What the hell is going on?'
Rather than apprehension, the feeling bubbling in his chest at the moment was a surging rage that he could barely control.
There were many things he hated in this world, and at the very peak of that list was being controlled by others.
Being used as a tool for their machinations, living his life like a puppet on strings, he hated not being in control of his own decisions. And the fact that he wa ...
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