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'I had a dream... that's really weird, creepy and the most unimaginable dream...'

Those weird peoples...                   

NO! THE SKULLS!                      

Respect me... shouting,                  

'YOUR HIGHNESS! OUR ANCESTOR! OUR LIVE! WE WILL OBEY YOU NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS!'

stomping their legs.

That's when I had turned my 17th birthday. 12.00 o'clock. That 's not the first time, I got that dream. Starting my 10th birthday, I will get this weirdest dream once each every year. I don't know how to feel. Should I get ready? or... is these the only dreaming?

Like today... that dreaming comes again because officially, today is my 20th birthday. I had never told everyone about this except Harold and my beloved granny. But they told to me to keep this as a secret and NEVER EVER TELL EVERYONE ABOUT THIS!

They know who am I. They will tell me everything in my 20th birthday. I should believe them.

So, my new life, begins....

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