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Souls... such an interesting concept. The life force of our vary being, without a soul, we are nothing. Just a small speck of dust floating around in space. People like to think, that we don't have souls, that it's just something you see in a fantasy novel. Scientists, especially believe this. If they can't logically see it, it doesn't exist.
But is anything in this world logic? Didn't us humans just create it and to convince others? We wanted them to believe us, so we fabricated lies, just so we have followers.
Humans are funny creatures, social beings that will do the most disgusting things just to get what they want. They look down on others, belittle others, steal their profits. Why on earth, would someone, willingly be around such disgusting entities.
In a person's eyes, you can see all you need to know. The glimmer when they get excited, the contentment when looking at someone they love, the sadness and fear, disgust and anger. If souls do exist, if you believe they do, eyes are the window to such a thing.
Our soul holds many things, our memories, our feelings. And sometimes, our souls lock out these things to save us.
He woke up in a huff, frantically looking around to see where he was.
"who... am i?"
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Souls
FanfictionWho is he? Where is he? Why can't he remember anything. How old is he? Was he a criminal? What did he like to do. A boy wakes up, but he has no memory, and doesn't even know where he is.