The Cursed Relic
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Since when did I start hating him? Since when did I start falling unto darkness?
When they showed him their love while they ignored me? When I confessed to my love but the girl went to his arms? Or was it the time the only person I trusted sacrificed life to save his?
What was it that he have? Luck seemed stuck with him. Fate offered to be written with his hand. Heavens doted on him like a treasure. Everything and everyone loved him.
Then there's me.
The useless, worthless and annoying thorn on his side. The one that everyone will happily celebrate once gone.
If that's what they want then fine. I'll be gone. I'll disappear.
But then come back.
With the useless weakling Razon dead, and a powerful Rosh Edward standing instead.
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