We're Not Heroes

We're Not Heroes

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Magically changed for someone else's war, Mirce wants to go back to Before. *new updates every Thursday, if not sooner.* Before. How did it go again? Who was he Before? He doesn't know anymore. They changed him. They made him do horrible things, for a cause he didn't believe in. He just wants it to go back. But it can't. There was too much magic in him now to ever think of going back. The cursed silver eyes. Eyes of the moon. Eyes of corruption. When a young girl from sometime in his past arrives on his doorstep, what will he do? Will he bury his desires for self-destruction and help her, or turn her out to the world? Could a simple soul like hers help his wounds scab over? Could she ever help him forget? Could she help him recover?
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