I love my purpose. To send those that wish for a new life, into a new life. People come from far and wide; all in search of me... The facemaker. I have always existed, yet hidden. I am a creature of ideals. In recent years, however... People have- stopped seeking out my services... But. You're probably wondering, what exactly these services are? Yes... You. The one reading these pages, be it book or screen. Well... You are certainly in for a surprise. Just be sure that you can handle this. Not many people would be comfortable with this story. So if you are one of these, snowflakes, feel free to read something else.
This is not a story. It is a warning, one that will be very clear by the end...
Now, where was I? Ah yes, my services... I have the power to give a person a new life, for a fee of course. Now I don't just send them to a new place, no-no-no. I weave it into reality. A new life, nothing more, nothing less.
This story begins with a young man. one that struggles to find his place in the world... A dark and unforgiving world.
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The Facemaker
Short StoryLiving in the wilds lives the maker of many faces. It is said that it can give you a new identity; a new life... For a price of course... None have ever spoken of what the price is. Either, they found a new life and need not speak of it, or the pric...
