°DIABOLIC°

°DIABOLIC°

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' As I walk towards the prism, I can feel the presence of thousand souls enough to make me stronger. The corner of my lip raised forming a smirk . I smash opened the door of prism to find in a huge room only a soul sitting in front me . My smirk falls.'
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I am trapped. There is nowhere to go, nowhere to look, and no way out. I feel the atmosphere shifting underneath me, like wind blowing through my hair. I was uncomfortable. It would help if. I didn't reek of the familiar alcohol scent. These past few weeks have been dreadful. Everyone is looking at me with the most sympathetic look, but all I see is pity. Whispers fill the crowded house, my head throbbing at the near silence. Anger. No that's not what I felt. I was in shock, yeah thats it, shock. Who am I kidding, of course, I was in shock.

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