Psycho's and Maniacs  (Slow updates)

Psycho's and Maniacs (Slow updates)

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" Human beings have always been a prey to us as god's, always lacking the ability to change so that one may actually survive life. They play their cards like cash and slave away on taxes for a next election campaign. They hardly realise their on the bottom of the food chain, they have never really prepared themselves for when their nightmares come to life. They rather risk everything then to find a place to settle down. I've only seen what a man would in a time of desperation, their greed and hunger for power blinds their species. They lack respect, dignity and pride. Their loyalty goes as far as to lie to one another, they don't know what lives within the shadows. I only hope they can handle the change, when the time comes of course" 'I don't want this. I never needed this. Everything is changing. Nothing is making sense. ' 'No one cared, no. one. cared, NO. ONE. CARED!' Two worlds, two civilisations collide, chaos erupts.
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