From the start...

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I run, as fast as I could, my stamina running out... I feel sick... My mind is going out of order... "Urgh! Focus Axer Focus!" I run and run through the dark woods... "I-I must be dreaming! Vampires, wolves, anything on horror movies! They're not real! It's a dream!" I ran a hand through my hair, completely stressed out

I suddenly trip, it must've been the roots of the large tree, I hear howls... Breezing cold winds... "I-I don't want this! What's your plan God?! What is it?!.. This is all apart of your plan... Right..?"

I hear steps with crunching twigs... Heading towards to me... I try to stand up but I feel pain on my right ankle... "I-I think my... W-Whatever I need to run!.. Why am I talking to myself?.." I try to run, but no, the pain is too strong...

I think I'll need to rewind my story...

Hi!.. My name's Axer, you should know that. You would like a backstory about me right? If no, ignore this, if yes, read this.

Let me tell you about my appearance first...

5'9...

Heterochromia, one with blue one with green.

I have a gradient of orange and black hair... Cool right?.. Right?..

I'm a fucking orphan.

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No one wanted to adopt a weird orphan. My fucking family abandoned me, I was supposed to turn 18 but something that doesn't make sense happened to me... But okay...

I really don't know how to explain this... But I'll try...

I was walking down the quiet streets of my neighbourhood, with post lamps lighting the streets, I was... all alone... I just wanted some fresh air, it was really quiet... It creeps me out, I felt like someone was watching me... I continue to walk... My steps, making little taps from my sneakers, I was getting nervous about this... "I really need to go back to the orphanage..." I muttered... That's when a black mist... It was covering up the neighbourhood, the post lamps lost it's light, a cold breeze passed through my body...

I ran, I need to run at this point, but whenever I run, the mist spreads faster... It's almost like it's running!..

The mist is now behind me, I could feel it's presence, it's not a presence of something... It's a presence of someone...

It was terrifying... I shouted for 'help' but no one could hear me, it was like my screams of fear are like separated from the world... It gave me a weird feeling, like I was an outcast.

My stamina is really low... I could barely run...

Suddenly, hands... Two pair of arms were reaching out for me,

One hand has caught my shoulder, the grip, it was painful... It was slowing me down... I grunted in pain... The other arm has reached out for me... Slowing me down even more... Eventually... I was pulled into the mist...

I was inside the mist, it was pitch black, except that there's a blue light emitting from the top.

I look around, in fear, confusion, and is hopeless,

"H-Hello..?" I wait for a response... No response...

"Wh-What do you want from me?.." I asked for an answer, no answer.

"This isn't what I wanted! I'm already in immense pressure and this! More pressure! I want answers! GIVE ME ANSWERS!!!"
I shouted for more answers...

A black figure has appeared, it was tall... REALLY tall...

"If you want answers... I couldn't tell it to you directly, it is all a part of the plan..." He has a very deep voice, he sounds husky...

"What..? I-I don't get it... At least give me an answer!" I replied, This answer doesn't make sense... I. Need. MORE!

"This is all a part of the plan. You don't belong here, but... There's clearly a reason."
He answered, it's just... Non sense...

"What is the plan?! Tell me!"
I shouted, getting frustrated, I'm really stressed out...

"You will know more when you come into our world..." He raised his hand, it was like mimicking like using telekinesis... He raised his hand, I suddenly rose.

"Wh-What are you doing!? This isn't helping! Urgh!" I grunted, I tried to escape, I struggled...

"Go to our world where you'll find answers." He said in a foreign language...

He slashes his hand mimicking a slashing sword.

I fling out, and landed on a very wet puddle of mud.

I open my eyes, and saw the dark woods... It was horrifying... The moon, it wasn't white... It was orange...

I suddenly hear howling sounds of wolves, cold breeze passing through me.

So I stand, and run.

(That's my whole backstory...
I miss my old life... So I should tell it to you.)

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