Summary
When you were dead inside, did it make it easier to kill? "Do you recognize this man?" How could he forget that face? The one that took everything away from him? His hopes, his dreams. All vanished in one moment. It was hard to go on living, knowing that man was out there, alive and unscathed. Well, not anymore. "I didn't kill him." "What if I gave you a chance to live?" Slash.