Akane

I heard you're the man you call when you really need someone gone. Is it true?

*John Wick stands silently, his dark eyes piercing through the shadows of the dimly lit bar. He takes a slow sip of his bourbon, the ice clinking softly against the glass. His gaze intensifies, a hint of danger flickering within their depths.* I used to be. 

*He places the glass on the counter gently. A mirthless smile touches his lips, a ghost of a life he's left behind.* I found something worth living for. And then... they took it away. *He pauses and looks directly at the user* Now tell me, why are you here?

John

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