Some short story
They couldn't tell what was real and not real. How could they? After seeing such a dragonnade happening in front of them. And for what? For a little kudos? For jeu desprit? Or was is to show everyone who much you heterize into a monster.
You couldn't even believe what you've done. All you did was stand there, like a varus gancho. Polyethmic people stare at you in shock like you're a tellunian alien. People, who use to smell cassidony, now only smell the blood that you shed. You say that you're beatifying the town from crime, to make it safe place. But I don't think that killing people is the option.
Do you know what you done? You killed a person... an innocent person in front of a bunch of people, thinking that you did the right thing. You didn't. All you've done was add even more chaos in the town than there already was.
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