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| Souls Toll: The Price of Power | Started by: Vincent_Vencetti on Feb 01, '24 02:41 |
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In the desolate alleyways of Little Italy, where the shadows whispered secrets and the ghosts of the past lingered like specters in the night, Vincent "The Hammer" DeLuca stood alone amidst the wreckage of his shattered life. The echoes of his confrontation with Marco "The Kid" Rossi still reverberated in his mind, haunting him with the bitter sting of betrayal. Vincent's heart ached with the weight of his actions, the memory of Marco's pleading eyes seared into his soul like a brand. As he knelt beside Marco's lifeless body, Vincent's hands trembled with grief and regret. How could he have been so blind, so consumed by his own paranoia that he failed to see the truth staring him in the face? In the dim light of the alley, Vincent searched Marco's pockets, his fingers trembling as they brushed against a crumpled piece of paper. With a sinking heart, he unfolded it, his eyes widening in disbelief as he read Marco's hastily scrawled words: "Vincent, I swear on our friendship and everything we've ever shared—I am innocent. Trust no one, not even yourself. - Marco" Tears welled in Vincent's eyes as the weight of Marco's words washed over him like a tidal wave. He had condemned his best friend to death on nothing more than suspicion and paranoia, and now, it was too late for redemption. In the cold embrace of the night, Vincent wept for the loss of his friend, for the betrayal that had torn them apart, and for the shattered remnants of a life that could never be restored. And as he cradled Marco's lifeless body in his arms, he vowed to carry the burden of his guilt until the end of his days, a heavy reminder of the cost of blind ambition and the devastating consequences of betrayal. |
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