Interlocked

I hate the earth. The people, the animals, the stars, the sea. The only reason I'm in this earth is because I wasn't given the choice to not be here.

The worst part? Everybody has a soulmate.

Let me explain.

Hey! My name is Levi. Don't call me Aksa, my mother was just being corny when she named me... Ugh.

Anyways!

When I was born, I was born with mark on my ring finger, shaped like a ring. Sadly, it's a part of me. Can't take off, and if I try too, it causes pain.

Its literally attached to me... well, until I meet my soul mate, that is.

I think my soulmate has the same ring, too. I mean for me, If they get sick, my ring turns green. If they get angry, it turns red. If theyre happy, it turns yellow, if they make a friend, it turns purple. If theyre sad, it turns blue... Ect., Ect., You get the point. (Surprisingly, it's blue a lot.)

The thing that bothers me, however, is the thought of my ring turning black. If it turns black, they've died.

I hate it. I hate having a soulmate mark, I hate being on this cursed earth. If I ever meet my soulmate, I'll hate them too, and I will never love them.

After all, I'm a lone wolf. Who needs love anyway?