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They were the six reapers of the underground.

Cold, heartless, strongest, wealthiest and most powerful amongst others.

They have the power to do anything, to get rid of anyone with just a snap of a finger, to destroy any traces of evidences, to access all things, to obtain the things that they wanted, to be feared by the others, to make people disappear from their sight in one glance, to laugh and mock at other’s misery, to enslave others, to abuse and throw them out as if they were tiny little peasants they owned, they have that power.

They were practically in their own pretty perfect world.

 

They were friends, yet they were enemies. Best friends or not, they were enemies.  

Friendship doesn’t override the game they uphold.

Kill if you must kill. Die if you must die.

No mercy shall be taken up to those pesky humans who don’t have the power to stand up and fight on their own.

Get rid of those who take you down from the position you stand on.

Cease their existence, those humans who destroy the one and only code in their world.

 

They were friends, yet they were enemies. They help each other if the one is in need.

Prices may come for every help, but nothing in this world is free to begin with.

Luck may be in your side for some time, but it’s always not with you to help you.

Remember.

Nothing in this world is free.

Every help, every mistake, every desire, every plea and every breath comes with a price to pay.

 

Are you even willing to bet your life with it?

The people you love that you need to sacrifice just to obtain the power you need.

To kill those innocent people to show how strong you are.

To dispose the pesky humans who tries to bring you down.

Would you? Would you bet your whole life with it?

 

To bet your life with that single code that could take away your fruitful future that you haven’t found out yet.

 

With one code on the top and is on the roll.

 

Only one code it is.

 

Do you want to know what it is?

 

That one single code that could ruin everything?

 

It’s pretty simple.

 

Do not rebel.

 

 

 

 

They hold the game, watch the misery’s of others, playing on their own little game.

They were friends, yet they were enemies.

They follow the code with utmost respect and loyalty.

They dispose those people who dare break the code.

They kill when they must kill.

They fight with bloodied hands, yet come back in clean as if they weren’t on a fight they had went.

Friendship doesn’t override the game they uphold.

The code is the sole rule that everyone must follow.

Nothing else and nothing more.

It’s hard? Nah, you aren’t just willing to bet with it.

 

Rebellion is what they hate and if rebellion you must do, might as well be prepared to fight for your rebellion than to die in their hands.

Kill of you must kill. Die if you must die.

No punishment must be taken lightly for a rebel.

Friendship isn’t an exception.

As I have said, friendship doesn’t override the game they uphold.

You must die when you must die.

But kill when you must kill.

 

Love, friendship and justice are long fallen and dead into the pits of the abyss.

Lies, power and hatred are the only ones that are left in this world.

Kill the rebel if you must, eradicate the memories that you’ve created, show no mercy to the ones who dared break the code that you and everyone respected and gave loyalty.

No punishment is taken lightly for the rebel.

Kill what you must kill.

 

Or will you go and join the rebel?

Will you?

Remember.

Everything has a price.

They kill those who rebel against them.

Those who break the code.

So if you will do that, be prepared.

They kill what they must kill.

 

Now that you know.

What will you do?

 

Just remember one thing and that’s all that it is.

 

Do not rebel.