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It was a calm day I was sitting on the beach watching the waves crash in the rocks and listening to the sweet sound of the winds as the brush against my face.

as I was sitting there I saw a man who came running towards me and shouted some gibberish which I absolutely could not understand of cause I can't understand gibberish that is why it is called so.

and there I was daydreaming again.

hmmm, what if I was the commander of the strongest shadow organisations, hmm what if I can control the world in the shadows and boom next thing I knew I was dead?