[Name: Joseph Vladimir Putin]
[Age: 17]
[level 1]
[Title: King of Shadows]
[SP: 0]
[Coins: 000]
[HP 15/15]
[strength: 12]
[Agility: 20]
[energy: 10]
[Vitality: 10]
[mission]
[the shop]
[Skills: ? ? unknown]
.....
" This is the same man.. The same man really came
The same man since yesterday who left me a piece of paper that was filled in an envelope and written on it that he was coming.. Was it yesterday or today? When the day is repeated, many of the analogies become incorrect." Dexter thought to himself as he looked towards that man with eyes that contained scattered feelings of anger or pity. He has not decided the matter yet.
"He's coming. I didn't understand what it means beforehand. I think I should ask him. Also, he's the one who killed me yesterday. So I have to be careful enough because I know these people," Dexter said.
"Excuse me, I want breakfast."
. . . . .
" Well, sir, what do you want for breakfast?" Dexter asked as he handed him the menu
"It's not like I don't know. His request was very strange," Dexter thought to himself
"Well, give me a medium-sized burger, a box of French fries, and a glass of cold orange juice," said the man, pointing with his finger at that piece of paper and choosing what he wants.
" Well.. that's what he meant when he said snack? A strange person, even if the day is repeated a thousand times, does he not know how many calories are in that meal? This is not suitable for breakfast at all .. I thought he would ask for a boiled egg or some light things like cheese, but it seems that the stomach of the killers had a different opinion, " Dexter thought to himself
" Is there anything? " The man interrupted my thoughts
"No.. nothing sir.. your order will be ready immediately," I replied quickly
" Should I attack him directly? .. Or wait to know what will happen? .. If I attack him now at this particular time, I will look as if I am crazy as he attacks customers .. It will spoil my reputation and I will not know why I was killed that day
All I have to do is wait until nightfall and find out what's going on." Dexter thought to himself, determined not to do anything wrong this time.
.
Dexter placed this man's request on the table he was sitting at
" Anything else sir? Dexter said, as his face at this time looked very fanatical, as if he wanted to kill him.. His appearance was very clear, as if he wanted to grab him and beat him until he confessed the real reason behind killing Dexter.
" No, thank you.. You seem very angry. Your face shows it, even your expression.. Anyway, don't let your anger affect you .. You may be doing things you don't want in the future because of your anger..."
Said that man and then completed his meal
" Yes, that's right," Dexter said, gritting his teeth as he put up with the man's words
That man ate his breakfast, which was completely empty of health. It consisted of calories and fats
"Well, thank you for this meal.. how much is the price?" said that man after he ate breakfast and then went to the cashier where Dexter was standing.
"Well, sir, the total is just £ 50," Dexter replied, bringing out the bill
" Well, here you go, these are the fifty pounds," said the man, extending his hand, and then continued, "And this envelope is something special for you that we don't tell your boss about." He said, giving the envelope to Dexter
" Here we go again." Dexter thought to himself
Meanwhile, many thoughts were running through Dexter's head
Should he open this envelope in front of this man and ask him directly about the meaning of the sentence written in this envelope or not? Should I ask him or not?
This question was running through Dexter's head until this man walked out of the restaurant through the door
"Well, I guess I'll figure it out tonight anyway," Dexter said, letting a heavy sigh escape from his mouth.
. . .
Three o'clock in the evening
April 12, 1990
Suddenly, manager Michael (the miserly crab who loves money) came out, then turned around him left and right before heading towards me.
Same as yesterday (I mean today but yesterday), pity people who travel through time will have trouble expressing the time they are in
I think the present, past and future are mixed with them
Ha, it seems that foreign films really affected me, as if I were in a cartoon series.. Dexter thought to himself
Where I was standing on the treasury of money, I pay the rest to a customer who had bought lunch
He stopped in front of me and gathered his courage as he pulled his stomach back
"Um... Dexter" Michael began to speak as he tried to muster up his courage
"Director, I know what you need, just go away now," Dexter replies, trying to push Michael away from his eyes
Manager Michael started to speak trying to make his voice raspy so he could face me
" Hey guy. Wait, you said you knew what I needed?" Michael showed signs of bewilderment
"Yeah, I have to take two more hours today, right? Just go now because my brain is busy thinking about some things," Dexter replied indifferently.
"But this director has come with the same movements since yesterday.. The most important question was, were all these events just a dream? But there is something missing as well. I feel as if there is something missing going around, but what is it? What's missing is almost the most important thing... more important than my life, and I think that's why I'm bringing it up again today." Dexter thought deeply.
A director while moving himself as he did yesterday, as if he is re- enacting the role of an actor from a movie.. while moving his stomach left and right
The last thing I want is to watch the director move his big belly again.. that's disgusting
"Well, young man, but how did you know that?" asked Principal Michael, unaware of Dexter's condition
" I heard them talking about that yesterday.. I mean the two workers who work at night.. I heard that one of them almost had to visit his sister- in- law! correct? Anyway, go do what you've been doing and leave me to finish my work here "
" hmm"