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Dear Painsurgence

To you, fallen hitman.

You made some cities better and some worse.

I couldn't catch you and confront you myself.

I hate you for dying.

But good riddance that you're gone now.

You could've been on top of the world. In fact, you were.

But you took yourself away into the great beyond.

Rest in peace wherever you may go. Maybe someone will follow in your pawsteps.

No, someone will. I'm sure of it. Thank you for bringing that into this already fallen world.

Love, A face you'll never see.