The beginning

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The Japanese say that people have three mask one for the world to see, another only for their loved ones. The last mask was never to be seen by any person. That mask was to be the truest reflection of them.
I truly believe that I started out like everyone else. As a child I had one mask made of youthful ignorance. As I grew older I noticed the pain and hate in the world. That caused me to bend and reform to have a second mask for me and loved ones. Soon after that I was betrayed and staped in the back. That one swift movement cut me off from the outside world completely. That betrayal fored me to create a layer never to see the light of day.

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⏰ Last updated: May 22, 2015 ⏰

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