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Five seconds before Destiny

Chapter 3 The Gun that Raised Me

Word Count: 1020    |    Released on: 12/07/2025

casting long shadows that stretched and flickered with the soft hum of the refrige

hand, untouched. His eyes were distant, dark with the weight of

int, almost

like a whisper echoing from a grave, "let's go to the funeral. My

lightly, confused. "W

the future I remember. I only live in a past I've already experienced. The past repeats itse

Boss... have you been

swering, walking toward his

, I've broken... and still, I fear what's to come. It's like kn

room, leaving the air

. He tugged at his collar and muttered under his breath, "He's cracking... los

k suit he had worn before. His hair still damp from the morning, his expres

Huyan slid into the b

each turn echoing a route Huyan

e the re

halt. Silence stre

leaned slightly forward,

ll be

in the mir

But... when I tried to act, I went bac

lue-haired girl stepp

oved like she had all the time in the

breath

Mr. Yan. Do you see her?

eah, I see her

ind out everything. Name. Address. Where

small nod.

een. The girl vanis

jaw tight. His throat was dry. The pressure i

the man who made him a monster. The man who taught him how to kill

al home. Grey stone, shar

justing his suit collar. His fingers tremb

ink someone like my father can truly die? A

Time eats everything. If you spent your days enjoying life, ma

e entrance. "Then the

at at the center of the room, draped in black and gold. Pale ca

ached th

im in blood-his face pale, sti

fin and clasped the dead h

nd you told me to make it mine. You watched as I stained

d, lips

ands are my own now. And I

l into the coffin-the same one

ed withou

pulling out a cigarette with unsteady hands. He tried to ligh

lit be

lighter clicked shu

a

ace, dressed in an expensive black suit that looked more l

said smoothly, sliding the lighter back

idn't r

lowering his v

choked him... he w

didn't

ened, whisper t

eautiful, really. Watching the great king drown in his own b

d. Controlled. But beneath the su

f the cigarette,

oftly. "Did he be

ked. "Lik

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