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My Essence is to me like a star that can never gloom me even though my eyes always illusioned me to the point where i couldnt see the only thing that guided me was the key to my everlasting sleep. so i waited there as the clocked ticked on by the sounds in my head were saying to me "you might just die" but the blade in my hand spoke otherwise. until i heard the cries of the people that knew wat i had become. A corrupted soul with only 1 goal to kill off anything until he becomes known, but his body slowly started to become bone how can he get anywhere when he doesnt even know where to go? can he survive with no one to keep him up on his toes? or was it the fame and the money that made him wanna be known? so he...