Savior Of The Broken
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Last published Sun, Jan 12, 2020
"What are your chains?"
"It's not really... chains. It's like a chamber I am trapped in. That's why I want to help the others, I can't help but sitting in my own chamber. I don't need to be saved, I want to be a savior for someone like me..."
Deafening silence fell.
"Savior of the broken who broke. Now I see."
"It's a curse." He chuckled
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