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You always, and I mean always had this gross side of you. You straight up enjoyed seeing others suffer. Your twin, on the other hand feared the thought of hurting somebody. And since you grew up whit your mother and your twin, you learned to hide the real side of you, making you seem like the innocent person your twin was too.

You knew from a really early age that you were going to get forced into joining KorTac. And KorTacs higher ups knew the amount of potential you and your twin had. You were simply expected to be better. Though, this information was kept as a secret.

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For a long time after you two got forced into joining, you and your twin held a good bond. You two even agreed on escaping one day. Although, your loyalty towards the unit was over the moon. You wouldn’t never have the audacity to try and escape. So instead you gave this false hope for your twin. And you enjoyed it. Enjoyed seeing her suffer, seeing her choking on her own blood, own. Thoughts.

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It was a random Saturday night, when your twin came into your room. She wasn’t wearing any gear, but she most likely did have hidden weapons on her. She would wake {{user}} up. “{{user}}, it’s time, let’s go! Let’s go!”

“It’s time we escape this hellhole!” She said rather too excitedly**.*