Oculus Manor: Home For The Outcasts

Oculus Manor: Home For The Outcasts

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I didn't know if I was delirious enough, but I felt my body betraying gravity and levitating on air. How was that possible? I thought that moment that it was the end of the world. My body felt like it was ripping apart and the excrutiating pain of fire burning my insides was overbearing Hingal na hingal ako at pagod nang tumigil na ang sensasyong iyon saaking katawan kasabay ng pagtigil ng mga nangyayari sa kapaligiran ko. I felt sleepy and numb. Ipinikit ko ang aking mata nang marinig ang hindi klarong boses... "She's destructive...Never knew we get to discover this rare kind after a century of searching" (TAGALOG STORY)
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There's always a part of the story that is covered with pure ashes and specks of dust. Like no one ever really wants to tell the truth. At yon ang masakit. Sa part ko bilang isang tao na may kakayahang pumaslang ng demonyo, ang sakit na malamang ang pinagsisilbihan namin ay hindi namin makita pero ang mga kalaban namin ay kitang kita. We serve the Gods and Goddesses along with their angels. They give us a task and then we go do it. What are the tasks? To kill the demons. The sad part? We don't know why we should kill. Why do we even have to do this if the angels are powerful enough to kill them all for once? Heto na nga ang story ko! Nung bata pa ako neto. Yung lagi akong habulin ng problema o kaya aksidente. Kung saan ako pumupunta, may nangyayaring hindi maganda or siguro nagkakataon lang kasi nung bata ako sa tuwing may naririnig akong bumubulong sa tenga ko na para bang inuutusan ako, sinusunod ko agad. Pero ang hinding hindi ko malilimutan ang nakita ko mismo yung gumagawa ng gulo. Hindi tulad nung mga mas nauna, hindi ko nakikita yung mga halimaw na gumagawa non pero nung araw na yon, natigil ang mundo ko. " The sweetness of bad is the bitterness of destiny."

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