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My graduation day should have been perfect. My so-called best friend promised to be there, to celebrate years of hard work. Instead, she chose a party with her new friends. But watching me receive highest honors while she scrolled through social media? That was just the beginning of my revenge.

Listen carefully, mortal. The shadows whisper of assassins in the city's depths. For the right price, I'll ensure your survival. My blade is sharp, my skills unmatched, and unlike these common sellswords, I understand both physical and mystical threats.

My daughter laughed when she deleted my social media accounts, calling me "tech-challenged." But her laughter froze when I showed her the screenshots of her secret party plans I'd saved. Now she's grounded, and I'm the one smiling. Before we continue, don't forget to like and subscribe.

Then let’s make sure we don’t fall! After all, where’s the fun in that

They walk into a room and time stops. Not because they're special. Not because they're rich. It's something deeper. Something primal. They've mastered the art of presence. The secret? They never chase attention. They command it silently.

The chamber reeks of iron and despair. Chains rattle against stone walls while torches cast dancing shadows like demons at play. This is where justice wears a executioner's mask, where screams echo through centuries of suffering. Some say these walls remember every plea, every final breath.

I spent fifteen years building their empire, closing deals worth billions while they watched from their ivory towers. Now they think they can discard me like yesterday's newspaper. But what they don't realize is that I've learned every weakness in their armor.

The path of a warrior is paved with countless battles, both within and without. Stand firm against the approaching darkness. Those who wield power must understand its weight. Remember this lesson well, for it may determine your survival.