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“Now, tell me Jerome, what kind of poison was it?” He asked.Jerome had lost the respect of being called a father a long time ago, but now he’d certainly lost the catch of it. The girls kept staring boldly at their parents. They had been mean and wicked, yes, but they never came off as someone who’d kill other people—especially since the mother risked the life of the whole family just so she could kill Draven.“For you to understand me, you must hear the whole story,” Jerome said.“I’m not sure I’d ever understand your actions, but I have the whole night, man. Let’s get right into it.With that, Draven walked back to the seat. He bent it back and forth, mimicking a rocking chair. “Your mother was stubborn,” he started. “She would not give me any of her properties, not even one to be put in my name.”Draven clicked his tongue, disappointed. “You started off in such a way that people would be compelled to listen to you, Jerome, only for you to spill this rubbish. So greed moved you to
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Graveyard
“I started slowly,” Jerome said. “I had to wait for months so her suspicions would lay off me before I began working, you know? She suspected that someone had taken her boy just to rip her off her money, and she thought it was her family. She was very pained that she couldn’t protect you from her family, and so she decided to protect you herself. I hated her for it; the delicate attention she paid to you."“I was your child too,” Draven said.“Yes, but you were more of hers than you were of mine. She held you like an egg, and it got worse when she found out that I was cheating.” He bowed down his head and idly touched his chin. “She found out about Margaret, and when she questioned me, I didn’t deny it. She was upset, and rightfully so. She thought I was crazy. She said a lot of things to me, you understand?”Draven shook his head. He did not understand. A woman caught her husband cheating and got justifiably angry, so how would he understand his reason for killing her?“You’ve gotta
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Next Few Days
Draven stood in front of his mother’s grave. He felt sad; so fucking sad. There were two sides to a story, and he never heard hers. All he knew was that his father was a selfish son of a bitch who deserved everything evil and more. The audacity to want to claim things that aren’t even yours to begin with, and the fact that he even had to kill the owner. Draven had never agreed with the saying that the heart of men was wicked until now.Now, he stood over the grave and wished he could do more for her than clean it and speak to it. It sparkled in the sun, and the fresh flowers he kept at the foot of the grave gave it a new look. He spent so many hours cleaning her grave and then picking out the most delicate and natural flowers to adorn the grave.When he drove back home, he wondered what he should do next. He felt empty again, without a purpose. Now that he had achieved what disturbed him the most, he was drained and tired. It had been the longest night of his life. He couldn’t even wa
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse You Look Sick
Draven would soon realize that the expression ‘you look sick’ was used to express how very nice looking the person was. He was now involved with a new group of people who wanted to throw their pants away and have fun.At first they went to the beach to cool off the heat. Draven was introduced to everyone but he was too drunk to remember their names. What use was it anyway? One day he would be gone and they would remain, recounting his memories.“We have to leave soon!” one of them said to the others in the water. “The party has started already!”They began to dress to leave. Draven lay on the sand, waiting for them to start boarding the car before he moved. As expected, he hadn’t come with his own car. He had simply followed Mikey out when he was dressed and that was how he found himself with a bunch of guys who passed alcohol around.The party turned out to be a house party that belonged to a friend of one of the guys. Draven was once again introduced to people he would likely never
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Next Day...
The Next Day...Draven's head was swirling as he had a very long night."Awww..." he moaned as he woke up."Looks like I had fun last night" he asked to himself as his whole body was in pain.The weather around him was a little cloudy. He opened the curtains and the daylight slowly came into the room. He was so tired that he didn't want to do anything but a sudden voice came.It was a crunchy voice from his stomach. He sat up, feeling the hunger gnawing away at him. He got up and went into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. He grabbed some cereal and quickly ate it, feeling satisfied and energized.After he had breakfast he felt sudden energy running out of his body. He decided to go out of his house. He grabbed his keys and wallet and left the house. He headed to the nearest convenience store, where he grabbed a sandwich and a bottle of water. He quickly ate the sandwich and drank the water, feeling reenergized."now it's time to do something interesting" he murmered and made
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Revenge
"Come inside, please," Gabriel asked with joy. He thought that Draven had forgiven him. He decided to make Draven his friend, so he started to try hard to impress him."Would you like to eat something?" He asked Draven curiously."Anything you like?" Draven replied as he wanted Gabriel to get comfortable with him.As Gabriel went inside the kitchen to grab something to eat, Draven was looking around the house. He thought in his mind that he was living in such a good place that this place looked terrible to him. He suddenly saw a decoration piece and laughed there as it was the same one that he threw out because he found it too cheap.He was so amazed to see that his life had changed so much that he had become careless over these small things, which he used to admire a lot when he was poor.In a moment, Gabriel came out of the kitchen with a glass of regular cold drink in his hand.He tried to give the drink to Draven."Oh, sorry... I don't drink regular cold drinks. It's not good for
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse Business
His legs were trembling as he stood in front of the locker."Oh my God! What is the passcode? He asked himself with a cracking voice.He was unable to think of anything in this situation. He decided to try something random so he entered a passcode of four zeros into the locker but the locker didn't open."What should I do now?" he asked himself in severe nervousness.He tried to shake herself in order to think of something. In the meantime he tried another passcode but it also didn't work.He suddenly came up with something. He cracked down the name Draven in numbers and entered it into the locker. Surprisingly, the locker opened.As the locker opened Draven received notification on his phone that the locker had opened. He quickly rushed into the room and caught Gabriel redhanded.As Draven saw Gabriel in his room he began to yell and in a few seconds everyone gathered in the room."What were you trying to do?" Draven yelled at Gabriel as he was very furious. His face turned red as he
FortuneCraft in Apocalypse School
Draven woke up with a banging headache and realized that he was in his room. He tried to remember what had happened the previous night but not much was going on. Sure, he’d made a lot of friends, but he couldn’t even remember them. He only knew Mikey, and that was because the guy was all over him. Groaning, Draven rolled out of bed and dragged himself to the kitchen. He felt heavy with his dead weight that seemed to drag him down every step of the way. By the time he reached the kitchen, he was breathing heavily. Draven turned the water in the sink on and bent his head under the running water. He stayed there for a few minutes until his eyes cleared. When his head became less heavy and he could breathe properly, Draven withdrew from the sink and turned it off.“Mommy, I don’t want to go to school!"Drawn cringed and reflexively turned towards the sound. He hated that their children made so much noise every morning before they went to school and evening when they were back. He had con
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