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... ould see so much anger and hatred in my eyes.
I remember those emotions; there was no sadness or fear. I was never religious, and I didn't think for a second if there would be anything after death. For me, it would just be disappearing, and that alone was more than enough for someone like me.
I always knew I was a bad person, the worst kind of person, the symbol of what all criminals fear. I reigned over an empire of terror built on a cruel arrogance I hadn't possessed in a long ...
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