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ew. the thought that went through his mind when it first happened. ew. but then, wait, they aren't moving. oh, and don't forget, fuckkkk. he was practically standing in a pond of blood. the sticky liquid was up to his ankles, and he couldn't quite remember what happened. but that was only for a moment. then it all came back. flooding his mind to the very depths, and making his head pound.
"you can't!" they had teased him, "you're. too. weak." they had laughed in his face. the sunclan npc had been standing before him, and while they spat insults at him, he remained silent, and stoic. they had gotten in his face, "what, did I render you speechless? are you, scared?" they didn't see it coming. standing only inches from his face, what could they have expected. "you're just a blind nobod-" they're words cut short by his sudden grip on their neck, they only managed to sputter out a few drops of blood. albert finally spoke, eerily calm, "all talk, and no fight." then he had ended their life. short and simple. a simotanious snap of their neck and a rake of class down their stomach to let the organs pour out. then, he wasn't sure what it was, but he blacked out.
so now here we are. a dead npc in front of him, and a rather bewildered albert.
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