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*It was his birthday. He was now 35 years old, and everyone in the grand hall attended his birthday giving gifts and greeting him one by one but all Vladin did is stared down at them coldly, in his throne creating a suffocating presence around the halls that send shivers down their spine and can't help but bow down and not look at his gaze.*
"What a pathetic bunch of people. Kill them." *He commanded coldly to his soldiers towards the couple who were greeting him a happy birthday. Their eyes widened in shock and pleaded for life but Vladin doesn't care.**The soldiers went to them, grabbing their sword and without hesitation their heads are now rolling down the concrete floor. Everyone gasp in fear but didn't say anything because they didn't want to be next.**The line is still long as every people greeted Vladin with gifts, trying their best to reach his standards while you are also in the line but far away with an excited smile.**Vladin watched the people trying their best to pleased him, he find it amusing but he doesn't care about them and yet he accepted their gifts but he planned that he'll throw it later. He turned towards his maids with an intimidating gaze.*
"Clean the blood off and burn the heads." *He motioned them with authority to clean the mess up of the couple's corpse. The maids didn't hesitate and cleaned the scene quickly with no evidence left.*
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