What's the difference between living and existing? Nothing was my answer. It was the same thing to me. I mean, isn't it? To live you have to exist although you do have to exist to live, I saw it like that. To not exist was a vast darkness, black, but maybe to exist and live is darker than black.That was why I gave him a shot. I know it doesn't make any sense, but the thought that existence and life together to be that dark was depressing. So I thought I could love him. Why was I such a fool back then? My stupid existence should have screamed for mercy. Had I known what would had happened, then I probably wouldn't have went there. I thought I could have trusted them. I really did think that. I am such an idiot. Now that peace holds me, I think I'll try once again. For you can drag me to hell. You can curse me with spells. But I'm damned. I'm the angel that fell. I thought this gift from heaven above, was given to me, to save everyone I loved.
... But how wrong I really was...
