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  1. He peers down at the lifeless mess at his feet.<p>He peers down at his father, a hollowed shell now unmoving, limbs haphazardly strewn about and eyes shut in a manner reminiscent of sleep.<p>The man who, for all his eighteen years of life, had always been so effervescent and full of life is reduced to a husk by a green jet of light: hatred in its rawest form.
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