Meeting His Master

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I laid there, waiting to die. Figures walked past me, never looking down, never taking pity. I hated them all.. For never helping, never giving me the help I need. I decided that i wanted to kill them, no matter who will miss them. I will cause them pain and suffering. "I sense your anger..." I heard someone say. Fuck... I looked up, slowly. I saw that he was a sith. I could tell because he was wearing a brown cloak and held a light saber. "Would  you want to become my apprentice?"

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