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Feeling the relaxing sea breeze wash over his exhausted body he finally lay down on the sugar white sand. Feeling all those horrible memories that are seared into his mind comeback to him like a flood. For no matter how much evil he vanquished or how many criminals he killed...he could never snuff out those horrible nightmares and memories of all the innocent people he mutilated for conquest, power, and just for the hell of it. No matter what town he went through even though he was celebrated he could still here in the background "Hey isnt that fellow the infamous Assassin?". Even though he gave up evil 50 years ago he still could barely contain the urge to burn, pillage, murder. He felt shivers tremble through his body at the thought of....all....those people...the pain he caused over those 30 years. Then he burst into tears as this final thought hit him once again...His wife....and his 3 children. All brutally murdered...by his own sword. He couldn't take it anymore he walked to the cliff way above the small coast village. The people in the center of the village took a look up at the the strange man, wondering who he was and why he was up there. A young man shouted to the people "Hey look its Dragon Heart the Noble!" They saw him fall off the cliff. Everyone gasped in horror as they saw their hope and morale just fall off the 400ft cliff. On his long fall he said to himself with a tear on his cheek "Finally im free of my torment...Im coming Samantha, Joshua, Scott, and Nicole...". Everyone heard the gigantic crack as the fabled hero fell to his death.
ya its a repeat of this story so ya...i couldn't resist doing this :D