Papercut..
- What were you doing exactly? - I was doing my job.. What I never thought I will be good at. - Killing people? - People? .. you mean smugglers and drug dealers. - So you killed before. - .... yes I did - How does it feel? Taking a man's life. - The first time you will have a million thought, while you're aiming and about to pull the trigger .. Til you pull it for the first time. After that first time, You will give up every human characteristic you got. Simply you feel like you've sold your soul to the devil. - How so? - I was one of the finest shooters at my platoon.. They got me moved from infantry to the special forces U-147. After that I got all the trainings needed to become their own weapon. The soldier they do need. I learnt things fast, Talented they said. - Talented in taking lives?! - No .. Talented in proceeding with the mission and being stick to every single order I took from the commader officer. - I am not that bad, you know. Between all of whom I took their lives, There wasn't any innocent person. Not even one. - I did my job as any good soldier may do. - You never regret that. - Everyday I do. Cuz simply the eyes of whom you took away will always be haunting you. For the rest of your life. That's the price... - You may get insane.. - I am already :) .. But still I never shot the wrong guy ..













