GENESIS

"You and I were sown from the same stitch."

Convictions are the purpose we humans give ourselves. As we rub shoulders with one another, growing crooked side by side, we pass these ideals onward. The seeds of our morality passed from generation to generation, waiting to bloom. Either to sprout something beautiful and upright or vile and criminal.

In this story, is that of what happens when vile combines with the beautiful. A telling of morality- if you will- through the eyes of an assassin and a homicidal young man.

(this is riddled with grammar errors, I was 14, bully me all you want but at least I wrote something lmao)