Flavia Gonzalez
Age ██
Glory
April 2nd, 19██
April arrived once again. After an entire year, I'll finally get a break.
A break?
No. I can't take any breaks.
What's joy? What's happiness? I've never even felt a sprinkle of a smile.
The closest thing to a smile I've ever expressed is an evil grin.
With evil means.
Tears, blood, cries, screams, pain, agony, grief, death.
That's all I've come to know.
That's all my life has been. I've been trained how to efficiently kill people for my entire life.
A clan? Motives? Becoming the new head? Power?
I don't care about any of that. I just want to become a journalist.
May 17th, 19██
A month has passed by so quickly. I've felt no happiness over this month, if I'm being honest.
Gloria Villa.
That's where the second killing game will take place. Not just that, but also ███ █████ ██████ █████ ███ ███████ ████ ██ ████ ██ ███
It seems that ████████ will be the new ████ after the ██████ ████
It's quite unfortunate.
December 25th, 19██
Merry christmas... to nobody. Minji doesn't care about me, and neither does Nikolai. All they want is for me to perfect my assassination skills.
I can't take much more of this anymore.
July 3rd, 19██
Seems like my parents found out that I've been keeping journal entries. I guess I can't write on this again until I'm away from them. It could take months, or even years. I guess this is it for my journalist path.
November 20th, 1994
It's time.
(I'd like to clear something up; yes, From July 3rd in an unknown year to November 20th of 1994, Flavia was sort of 'brainwashed' into believing that killing is right.)
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