𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚜. "𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 , 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗!" 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑.

"𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎! 𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎." 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍, 𝚖𝚢 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎.

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'The Bastard child' I laughed. Well they wanted to be. I was the godamn devil. I needed a cigar. I had no clue how to assemble a pack. I was a lord, a king. A killer that's what I appeared in the eyes of most. Now wasn't the time to be playing tic tac toe. I never talked about my problems bt now was the time I might. I continued to read. 

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𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂,

𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓮 16𝓽𝓱 1801, 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓦𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓼,

𝓘- 𝓘 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓸. 𝓘𝓯 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓫𝔂𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶? 𝓘 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓶 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽. 𝓑𝓻𝔂𝓬𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓹𝓲𝓭 𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓸𝓷 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓭𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼. 𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽.. 𝓘𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓼. 𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓼 & 𝓘 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼. 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻. 𝓘𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓮 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮. 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓪 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓴𝓮 𝓘 𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓻 10 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓮 𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓢𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓮𝔁. 𝓗𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼, 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. 𝓘𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮.

𝓘 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼. 𝓐 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮, 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓫𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓱 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭. 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓭, 𝓘 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓭.

𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼, 𝓲𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓪 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓸. 𝓦𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝔀𝓪𝔂. 𝓒𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹𝓸𝓷 𝓔𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂, 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓪𝓾𝓷𝓽. "𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓘 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓬𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱, 𝓘 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮," 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮.

"𝓞𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓪𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓪 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮, 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓬𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓬𝓽," 𝓐𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝓔𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓪 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭. 𝓞𝓱 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓴!

"𝓐𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓴𝓪𝔂, 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻," 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓐𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝓔𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂, 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓵𝔂. "𝓛𝓔𝓐𝓥𝓔 𝓜𝓔 𝓐𝓛𝓞𝓝𝓔!" 𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓵𝓮𝓭. "𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾? 𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓾𝓼," 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓭. "𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻?!" 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓪 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓰𝓸𝔀𝓷, 𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓴𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭, "𝓖𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼, 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻," "𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽, 𝓶𝔂 𝓹𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓪, 𝓸𝓱 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝓽 k𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓲'𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾," 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓲𝓻, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭. 𝓐𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝓔𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓭. "𝓘𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭," 𝓘 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓭. "𝓝𝓸𝔀 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻, 𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓴𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓸. 𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓼, 𝓑𝓻𝔂𝓬𝓮, 𝓛𝓮𝓿𝓲 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓻 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸, 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵, 𝓲𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝔀𝓪𝔂." 𝓘 𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓭, 𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼. "𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓷𝓸 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓰𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼, 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓫𝔂 𝓶𝓮." 𝓘 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓭, 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻.

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