I want to become a killer

The statement was ready.

Mara finished typing it up, her fingers flying over the keyboard with a precision that belied the weight of the moment. The text was simple but powerful—a call to action, an explanation of the truth behind the leaks, and a vision for the future. It was a rallying cry, one that we hoped would ignite the flame of revolution once again.

I read over it one more time before we sent it out. My heart was racing, my hands clammy. This was the turning point. Either we would win the people's trust or lose them forever.

I exhaled and turned to Mara. "Ready?"

She nodded, her face taut with tension, but there was something in her eyes—something I hadn't seen before. It was determination. The same fire I'd seen when we first started this journey.

She hit "send."

The message went out to every corner of the city, to all our contacts, to the media channels that were still loyal to us. It spread like wildfire. We watched the reactions pour in—online comments, social media posts, videos being shared. At first, there was silence, then an eruption. Some rallied behind it, feeling the weight of the words, while others, as expected, were suspicious. We had exposed so much. Could they trust us now? Could we still stand for the revolution after all that had been revealed?

The media was in a frenzy, trying to control the narrative. Some called it a desperate move, an attempt to distract from the chaos. Others questioned the authenticity of the documents, claiming they were doctored, faked, part of a foreign plot to destabilize the government. But slowly, the people—ordinary people, not the politicians or the elites—began to respond.

In the streets, there were murmurs. Whispers of disbelief turned into heated debates. Protesters in the major districts started to gather, some shouting for justice, others for retribution. But the message was clear—they weren't standing for the old system anymore. They weren't standing for lies and corruption. They were standing for something different. For freedom.

And yet, I knew the danger. With every passing hour, the stakes were rising. The government wasn't going to just let this slide. They couldn't afford to. The leaks were not just about exposing corruption—they were about exposing a system that had been propped up by violence and deceit for decades. A system that, once shaken, could fall apart. The authorities were already making their move.

I turned to Mara, my voice urgent. "We need to get ahead of this. The longer we wait, the more we're going to be painted as traitors. We have to stay ahead of the curve. We need to control the message."

Mara was already scanning her monitors. Her eyes darted from one screen to the next, processing the tidal wave of responses. "The crowds are getting bigger," she said, her voice tight with concern. "But there's a lot of disinformation out there. The government's already mobilizing. They'll use the military if they need to. They're not going to let this get out of hand."

I clenched my fists. I knew Mara was right. They would strike back hard. But what choice did we have? The system had forced our hand. We either acted now or let the corruption consume everything. And there was no going back. No more half measures.

"We need a plan," I said, my mind racing. "We need to make sure they can't turn the tide on us."

She nodded, already in action. "I'll activate the secondary channels. We need to make sure the leaks can't be erased or ignored. The public needs to see the truth—again and again, until it sticks. I'll work on the social media push. But we need to think bigger."

My mind was already ahead of her. "We need to target the key players. We can't just expose the low-level operatives or the politicians. We need to take out the big fish—the ones who have their hands in everything. The ones pulling the strings behind the scenes."

"Do you have anyone in mind?" Mara asked, her tone sharp.

I paused, my mind turning over the list of names. The ones who had their claws in every deal, every backroom conversation. The businessmen, the generals, the shadow figures who controlled everything from the shadows. The ones who would never be seen by the public but whose fingerprints were all over the corruption.

"Yes," I said quietly. "I know exactly who we need to target. And this time, it's not just about exposing them. It's about dismantling them. We make them see what happens when you play with people's lives."

We had the power now—if we used it right. If we could expose the figures who had profited from the suffering, from the inequality, from the violence—if we could show the people who the real enemy was—then maybe, just maybe, we could salvage this revolution.

But I couldn't help but wonder if I was losing myself in it. If the line between revolutionary and tyrant was becoming blurred in my mind. Was I still fighting for the people, or was I simply becoming another player in the game?

"I'm going to need your help with this," I said, snapping myself out of my thoughts.

Mara raised an eyebrow. "You're asking me to help bring down the system. You're asking me to go after people who could destroy us. You know what they're capable of."

"I know," I said, feeling a knot tighten in my stomach. "But if we don't, if we don't act now, then all this—everything we've done—was for nothing."

She paused, studying me. Then, finally, she nodded. "Alright. We go after the people who matter. The ones who've been pulling the strings from the shadows."

I felt the weight of her decision settle over me. This was no longer about ideals or beliefs. This was about power, and the fight for control of the revolution. The next steps we took would either solidify our place as the people's leaders or lead us down a path from which we could never return.

"We do this carefully," I warned. "We don't let them turn us into monsters. We're not like them."

Mara's lips curled into a smile that was colder than I expected. "We'll see, Psycho. We'll see if we can still be something different."

The revolution was changing. The question was: who would we become in the process?

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