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Nezamislive muke ubojice Kirila Excruciating torment of killer Kiril
The beginning of this story everyone knows: a mysterious organization kidnapped Kiril, then the little boy, that would be trained for an elite assassin. Discipline iron hand, brainwashing, persistently implanting perverse moral values have been Kiril everyday life. His main teacher, Mr. X., given to Cyril sometimes candy - if the boy ran over a some plant. With time the boy rolled up neck to some animalcule, then was awarded with chocolate. Thus, after each murder is currently pursuing a sweet reward, until Kiril brain is not started producing a lot of serotonin and endorphins, after these terrible procedures. Noticing that Kiril prefers liqueur chocolates Mr.X. did not stint on them when Kiril started to take away the lives of the unfortunate people who were abducted and trapped for the purpose of training of Kiril. The rest of the story became a legend: large corporations, powerful people from various governments, criminal groups, etc., are ordered from Mr. X, someone execution and Kirill is perfectly trained and motivated, those tasks that bring him pleasure and happiness. Many years have passed in harmony deaths and satisfaction. Then one day Mr. X died of natural causes, without telling anyone in what way contact with Kirill and not where there is Kirilovo hideout. Without knowing for the death of Mr. X,, Kiril is for a while patiently waiting for a new assignment. Time passed, in the Cyril began to smolder stronger and stronger impatience, the harmony of his life has been shaken, he fell into a strongly depressed behavior. At one point, devastated by despair, he realized that Mr. X - the only person with whom he had human relationships - will not call him never. Kiril is went out in the night, shaking, overcome high fever, with the need to kill, kill anybody. Without orders to kill somebody, tottered like a drunk through the dark streets and his brain is persistently screamed: Kill! Kill! Then through his head flies like lightning thought: Kill the first person that comes along! All exhausted, Kiril is hide in the shade of an old house, down his face have begun to trickle tears because of his unfortunate destiny.
Then he heard someone's footsteps amplified, passerby was approaching.
For a long time the police unsuccessfully dealt crimes that have suddenly begun. The victims were of different ages, genders, education, among them there were no connection. After a few years, the killings stopped.
What happened after the unfortunate Kirill, is unknown.

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