Prologue: The Start Of My Trauma

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June 23 2004

In the asylum in a particular white and yellow room. In the bed was a young boy... he has a pair of demon horns and a large tail. It seems the left horn seems sliced and there seems to be a large scar on his left eye... it seems the only blinded and the tail was seem to bitten from the tip...

The boy was only nicknamed as "Neo" by the orderly. Right due to his Neo flavored hoodie used to be have worn before he changed in a standard white outfit.

He was staring at the wall... almost as if he wasnt responding due to something has scarred him for the good of it.

By the door... a young doctor was looking at the young patient who was not even talking. But staring at the wall...

The wall has many scribbles and red Markers all over the walls.

This seems the patient was in some sort of "meltdown"

The doctor opens the door.. as a fellow doctor looks at the deadly silent patient...

???: Neo? Cmon kid...

The boy slowly moves his head... he looks dead in the inside...

He nodded and stood up... not breaking a sweat...

???: let's go kid..

Two orderly enters the room and held Neo by his arms as they helped and escorted out the room...

As the door closed... it seems a lone crayon on the floor... slowly shatters and jiggled... along with a low scream in anguish...

Neo couldn't speak and the last of the trauma was the last straw for him. It was... all of the people he cared tye most... they are gone...

Gone...

Gone...

But are they truly?

End the Tape.

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