"Listen, I don't have much time, but I'll tell you as much as I can. If you're reading this, you're already in danger. Read this story then leave it where were you found it because if THEY found out that you know the truth, they'll kill you.
When I worked for the agency under the direction of Kir, I was simply known as Agent 290. Now, I am known as RoseBlade. Is this my true name? No. I cannot tell you my true name because even I don't know what it is.
I was taken from my home when I was a mere hatchling, innocent of all crimes. Now my heart is heavy with the weight of thousands of lives stolen by my own hooves. I am not a murderer. I never wanted to be a murderer. Nor did I want to be an A.ssa.ssin. But when Kir speaks, everyone must obey...or die.
I was bred to be like this. A stealthy thief with no emotions...or at least I was supposed to have no emotions. Kir didn't know it but everytime I took a child from his or her family, I felt a tugging at my heart. I wanted a family. I didn't want this life!
For many years, I served Kir and his cold-hearted minions. I told myself that one day, I would be free from Kir's clutches forever. I guess you could say I made a mask for myself.
A cruel, emotionless outside revealing none of my actual feelings. While I wept silent tears on the inside, my "other self" showed none of my feelings of helplessness.
I cannot say that Kir was a cruel master. He did not yell nor did he torture us, but he had an air of finalty. Then there was that room. The one that said, "Security Only". I had a feeling that it wasn't JUST the security creatu who went in and out. I'd seen some of my fellow agents look around cautiously before slipping inside returning hours later looking slightly different. As if something inside that room scared them so much that they changed.
Many times I questioned them but never got a response. They would simply go about doing their work in a robotic way. Rarely did I ever see Kir, but if - no- when I saw Kir, I questioned him about it.
" Kir..master," I would say. "What's in the Security Room?"
" Didn't I tell you to call me 'father', RoseBlade? Ah never mind. Just focus on your job son. I will tell you everything when the time is right." And with that, Kir would walk away, leaving me to grind my teeth angrily. Kir had "adopted" me and treated me like a son. But it wasn't right. Fathers don't refuse their children's pleas to be free.
So that was how it was for a year. Creatu going in the Security Room and coming out disoriented. By now, nearly half the agency was like that. Mindless fools that carried out Kir's orders without questions."
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