↓Dark Powers°↑

↓Dark Powers°↑

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Un mundo de magia y odio, lleno de perdición. Cada día miro mis manos, unas lágrimas brotan de mis ojos ¿Por qué yo?, ¿Por qué tuve que ser yo? .... La vida diaria era dura, era aterradora... pero.... Un mundo lleno de gente, pasados oscuros o vidas solitarias... La magia es sólo una forma de destrucción, una forma de protegerse de este odioso mundo. ·Monstruos... ¿O solamente son monstruos disfrazados en unas personas normales? - Desde que soltaste mi mano me convertí en un ciego... Axel Brown será la nueva víctima de este mundo idiota... Un mundo que venden como mágico y bonito, pero sólo encierra una cruel verdad... ¿Confianza? Aquí no existe de eso... ¡Sólo debe quedar el mejor! Una terrible guerra, ¿Por qué?... Poder, ambición y un gran tesoro... Un mundo de gente ambiciosa... pero este mundo se caracteriza por una palabra : Mentiras... ¿Y si todo fuera una cruel mentira?.... Buscaré en el universo... hasta hallar la verdad.
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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