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The study door flew open without any grace or hesitation. It was hurriedly thrown aside by the professor. The papers in his hand: his life's work all compiled in a manuscript to be published. Those papers in his hand can revolutionize how humans perceive evolution. BANG. A shot rang out through the many corridors of the estate. The professor lay on the ground in a pool of blood.
"Sorry, but this can't be known just yet. It's not according to plan," the boy with golden hair and a gun in hand said to the corpse on the ground.
Studying is for the weaker mortals of this world who cannot retain information. I've gone long without studying and have done far too well. Then again, I am not most people, I am barely mortal. I am the great Augustus, therefore I do not have to study.