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Within the year, Harry had stopped thinking that he was insane and had started to enjoy the perks of learning Spanish from his new parents.
As he learned, he began to hear things that startled him, such as his new mother reminding his new father to take his shotgun with him to work, and his father scolding his mother for forgetting to reload her revolver.
His curiosity as to why these things would be necessary was answered when he was three and his father began teaching him about the world he had yet to see.
"Now son," his father said to him, "Remember, a man dies easiest when you shoot him in the head." After being asked why such a thing would be necessary, his father simply responded, "The Great War."
At the age of four, Harry, now named Raul, was given a gun for the first time and instructed in its use. By the age of ten, when he began working to support his family in the city of Freeside, Harry fully understood the dangers of the post-apocalyptic United States that he now lived in.
With that, Harry continued to grow and to shoot, killing a man for the first time at the apparent age of twelve, real age twenty-nine. The man, a decayed, inhuman being known only as a ghoul, had been trying to kill Harry for whatever he might have had on his person.
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By the time he was twenty-three, Harry knew many things. He knew, for example, that a feral ghoul was fast and dangerous, lacking any sentient thought to keep it from becoming hostile. He knew that if shot correctly in the leg, a man could bleed out in twelve seconds.
He also knew that he was still capable of magic, though he had only used it in small, wandless bursts in the years that he lived in the wasteland for things like summoning and lighting. He wished for a wand that he might use, but knew it was unlikely as he had yet to discover so much as a hint that there might be other mages living in the world he now lived in.
When he was twenty-eight, Harry was given his first real job that involved prestige and a life outside of Freeside. Accepting the job, Harry left into the world for the first time.
And then, a week later, he promptly left the world by way of a gunshot to the head from a man named Benny.
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I need to know, would you readers prefer that I do multiple lives in a single chapter at the expense of posting rate or would you like for me to update life by life, which would have short chapters but more frequent updates?