Cleaner Jackson
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At the door of a desolate building, a man was scratching his head in annoyance. It was supposed to be his day off, yet he had received a new job out of the blue!
The message Jackson had received was concise yet cryptic. Apparently, there was a VIP in town who needed his help. He didn't know the client nor the job but he hoped there wouldn't be too many bodies.
It took him a while to find the right place, one that was on the outskirt of Metropolis-D. It was frankly one that would have the brain of anyone attentive ringing with alarm bells. It was the perfect place for a murder.
He couldn't fathom what kind of dumbass would willingly come to this obviously sketchy place. Did this mean that this new client had forcefully kidnapped someone? Was this all premeditated? Couldn't the client finish the job himself?
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ClasslessAscension
ClasslessAscension Not gonna lie, this guy had pretty good tricks. Most of it was stuff I already knew from my time on Earth, but I still had to adapt to this new world. I internally cheered when I saw him drink the vodka. Poison resistance for the win! ^_^v
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Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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