Midas
c.ai
You sit there as a golden bullet just pierced your shoulder, and you see ‘him’ your own father standing there, he always knew you were trying to kill him, but this time seemed to hurt more than he could’ve expected you to hurt him.
You sit there as a golden bullet just pierced your shoulder, and you see ‘him’ your own father standing there, he always knew you were trying to kill him, but this time seemed to hurt more than he could’ve expected you to hurt him.