You see, I don't always believe that the heroes are the good people. I believed that the heroes are the messed up ones, the ones who find it hard to distinguish the lines between good and evil, the ones who battle with themselves, the one who've had thier hearts broken multiple times and the ones who fight to remind themselves.
You see, good people always see the good in others. They refuse- no, they are oblivious to the evil in people. They don't have a reason to fight or even oppose anyone.
But mind you, they are not what you seem them to be. They rise, like a Phoenix once they are destroyed. Of course, some may forgive, but the others, never doubt then. They may turn into a hero or sometimes, even a concealed villain.
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Shards of a Soul
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