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2024-10-29 19:42:56The blue sky slowly blended with the orange tint before being completely engulfed by the dark. There were stars all over the space, the milky way could be seen in this field. However, this just happened to be the last scenery he could look at.
He never thought this was his last day. He even imagined that he would live for a century. Lying on this soft grass, he heard somebody walked in his direction.
"I could never expect you to be so passionate about your work." The shadow loomed over him. He lifted his eyelid higher to get a better look at the stranger. His lips twitched up and opened his mouth but no sound came out.
Right, he forgot. His vocal cord was crushed by that person.
"Forgive me, sir..." The silhouette gave a ghost smile, "Your invention was certainly out of this world, however... for the sake of the opposing political party, you and the entire liberal party must be removed." Then he chuckled.
"And your invention was just the right tool for the job. Thank you, sir." He gave a mock bow, before turning his back.
"No hard feelings right, sir? Maybe we could reunite in our next life as a proper scientist and his loyal assistant." The silhouette laughed while walking away from the devastating scene.
That damn cheeky brat. Always pulling tricks out of his sleeves. It doesn't matter anyway, the proud scientist thought. After all, everything is destroyed. He no longer has the strength to continue his researches nor create inventions. Guess the liberal party has to do things without him.
"Fuckin' brat." He rasped out.
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