Happiness doesn't exist...
Why doesn't it exist?
Well...
We live in a world were we will. . .
D I E
. . .
We don't know when or how...
But we must know why...
Why do we die?
Because that is life...
So what's the point on being happy?
If I try to be happy...
Something bad always happen...
Taking my happiness away...
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Emotionless...
That is the word he is mostly describe on...
Everyone never saw him get mad, sad, frustrated, happy or any emotion at all...
He live a "normal" life on what society would call it. Well, if considering killing a human for food and not feeling any guilt is normal...
He isn't what people would say...
"Human"
Instead... They prefer the term, "monsters" or perhaps "ghouls" for his kind...
He is... Different though...
He isn't just like those "monsters"...
He is more... Should I say... Unique...
Why?
Because he isn't only a ghoul...
He is something more dangerous...
More scary and terrifying that those ghouls...
Will someone finally make his cold and dead beating heart swell up with joy?
Or will they become just a stupid toy?
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FanfictionSome ideas on new books I'll be making in the future... ---------- //P U B L I S H E D D A T E// 04/18/17 ---------- Text copyright © ShadowOfTheFoxdemon ™ 2017