You were a prodigal assassin. The best of the best. The body count of criminals were indescribable. Even in off duty, you kill scumbags. But your life came to an end. Plus instead of going to Heaven, you got drag down to Hell. Ain't that a bitch?
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(Your POV)
We begin to our plan into action. All we did was giving the Sinner masses what they want and since then we made progress. 'Course there were a few problems along the way despite me settling it.
We even had to some of Angel's idea, much to our chagrin
For example:
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Thank the unholyness that most Sinners, even the females, get off on the drags.
Vaggie: "I can't believe Angel's idea of pole-dancing worked.
(Y/N): "Yeah well--it was bound to happen anyway. Might as well suck it up. Metaphorically speaking."
Vaggie, smiled: "I know what you mean."
(Y/N): "Oh good. But still are you and Charlie okay with this though? I mean you two wanted to bring Sinners who wants to reform right?"
Vaggie: "We do. But what you said was true. Violence is what drives them we'll take it as an advantage point."
