Magnar is a emotionless 16 year old. or at lest to everyone else's eyes hes emotionless. Magnar's Mom wanted a girl but has learned to try to live with a son, and the Dad wanted a strong muslcer man. Magnar's sister Coty, came up with his name. But...
"It's okay! I Promise." He told me. But It wasn't okay. I left them downstairs worried about me! 'I'm a Horrible son...' "Your Not Horrible!"
I was sitting on my bed, he was sitting next to me.
"Your Just saying that!" I yelled at him. He look sad now. "Sorry!"
I was about to start crying.
"Its okay child, don't worry..." He hugged me. "How about I tell you a story?"
"Like one you already know or a made up one?" I asked.
"Made up." He smiled.
"Okay..."
"Once Upon a Time, There was a boy. He worried a lot because a evil witch cursed him to have big evil demons follow him where ever he went. But he wasn't worried about the demons... He was worried about the damage the could cause to his loved ones. So he used the power of friendship like a My Little Pony character and got rid of his demons to protect himself, but most importantly his friends."
"Thanks" I smiled.
"No problem."
"Are you... My Morality?"
"Yeah," He smirked, "Was I obvious or?"
"No, Just you connected with my emotions so..." I Looked up at his light greenish yellow eyes that reminded me so much of Coty.
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(His Cloths are different)
He wore a lot of light grey. Like a Light gray shirt and jeans, with Black Vans.
"Whats you name?" I asked him.
"Oh, My name is Liam."
"Nice to meet you Liam." I smiled
"Nice to meet you to Magnar. Now, I think we need to have a talk with Thomas."
