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Juren stood atop of a building until dawn. He waited. Sunlight struck him, spilling warmth across the city, but he felt nothing. The landscape was beautiful.
The grass moving with the breeze, the clouds— pure white.
Juren was not a fan of such a view.
"I'm more of a gloomy rain guy myself, helps me fall asleep." He spoke to himself.
Imaez opened his eyes, he looked outside and observed the position of the Sun.
"Dawn, 6:42 in the morning, I'll need to go to the store."
He got his clothes on and readied himself.
As soon as he walked out his hotel, he felt a glare on him.
"Found you," Juren whispered to himself.
Juren dropped down from his building.
The two were facing each other, just one road away.
"So, who might you be?" Imaez asked.
"Me? Oh I'm just a bounty hunter..!" Juren exclaimed. "The BEST bounty hunter in the Empire of Laveton! I got filthy rich off of it too. You see I became so ri-" Imaez blocked out whatever he was blabbering about.
*Is he drunk or something? No.. he's just unhinged.
Pure chaos, that's what he is.
He's just blabbing about him being successful and taking life.* Imaez thought
"You enjoy taking life? You think it's a hobby? I'll show you what a real hunter looks like. What it means to HUNT." Imaez told him with tenacity in his voice.
Juren couldn't help but smile.
"YES! SHOW ME! SHOW ME, REAPER! Show me what it means…
to be a real hunter."
Juren laughed like there was no tomorrow. He loved this offer, this opportunity, the exchange.
The Reaper vs The Hunter.