Kalarik,
Who are you? What do you mean when you say you're my only brother? I don't remember meeting someone with your name, no matter how hard I think. I've never met you. I don't know you. What do you mean that you don't know Halki? You claim to be my brother, but you don't know my true brother? I do not believe your lies and never will.
The only way you can change that simple fact is if you prove that you truly are my brother. Tell me something that only someone who's known me my whole life would know. Tell me, and I may believe you. Don't, and I never will. Nothing will have changed.
I don't even believe that I know you. I know that I have never met someone with your name made of lies. You want to prove me wrong? Feel free to try.
~Aika
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Glitches in My Code
Short StoryThis is mostly short stories that I come up with. There might be romance, letters, sci-fi, fantasy, any combination of the aforementioned things and anything else I can't think of right now. I also use this "story" to experiment with different thing...
