If I live in darkness

If I live in darkness

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I live in darkness. A world where there is no light, no justice, just corruption, greed and decadence. In my city where I grew up is fill with cowards, thieves and murderers. The police are useless in my city because in my city, it is run by a murderer that everyone calls the president. No one in their right mind would dare come in my city, there too much darkness in it. My family watch as the city they love gets corrupted by a man who desires chaos and mass destruction. My family and I are the only ones who can see behind the facade. For that reason alone, my family was kill except for me. I was just a baby then but now I'm 16 years old. That's how my story begins.
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I laugh at you pitiful humans who scurry about this Earth with out a purpose seeking only life, but finding only death. I welcome death. I know what is coming, and the Goddess of Darkness will welcome me into her kingdom when I die. For now, I serve her purpose. I fight wars in her name, and serve as her avatar when needed. When she first came to me, she burned the love out of my heart. Now I find only humor in silly human affections. Love. It's such a short and despicable word. Maybe I could just enjoy fighting until I died, if it wasn't for the city. My city. My own corrupted city that cast me out for saving one of the city's own. The city I spit upon for its treatment of the gods and goddesses chosen people. I swear that one day, I will come back. Something must be done, and maybe, just maybe, the Goddess of the Absence of Light might choose me as her instrument of salvation, or destruction.

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