Forbidden Temptation
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Last published Sun, Dec 15, 2013
It's hard to believe that life got this way. To think that just a day ago, I was safe in the comforts of my own home and now here I'm, stuck in this hellish reality. Every where I go there is another possibly that I could die. Its frighten to live like this. Have you ever heard of the god of death itself? His name is Thanatos, so hopefully you haven't met him because I have. He's in this house and he's waiting for me. This awful house that we are all trap in. Every century he creates this twisted war. This war contain into this house. He causes havoc for the descendants of the gods and goddesses. He has trap us all here. How sick can one be to have control over others lives? This man is worse then sick he's twisted. I'm the descendant of the Goddess Artemis. I honestly never felt like anybody, and now I'm a descendant of a goddess. Right now though, all I have left is to manage to survive and someone how make it out of this nightmare. Thanatos, is death's best friend with a wicked agenda for us. Only this time something is different then before. Something is going to happen this century that never happen before. Something is changing inside of Thanatos. Something that even he might not be able to overcome. This war will never be like what it was before.
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