Necronomicon Story
I clenched the bag in my hand, it contained something that would kill innocents once the timer began. But I don't want to think about so many reasons, and before I was a good person, I would have considered how other people's feelings would change because of my actions.
But everything is changing! From the moment I was born! From the moment I lost my mother!
From the moment I fell to my knees and no one paid attention! For whom should my tears be shed? Could it be the women who relate to me?
Could it be those high-ranking officials who would want me to be a silent idiot? Could it be this cruel world?
None of them could make me cry, they would just shut me up in the most indifferent way. Money! It's money again!
Can money get criminals away with it? Can the deceased rest in peace? I would never agree with that! Even if this person's life is related to the safety of the two worlds of shemales!
If I don't live to work hard for my family, what's the point of being so careful?
Born to be human, kill each other! In the blood is the vein of rebellion and rebellion!