Temporarily a Maid
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  • LECTURAS 12,570
  • Votos 193
  • Partes 12
  • Hora 1h 22m
Continúa, Has publicado jul 02, 2012
"Weapon", "Dangerous" and "Lethal" is what they call me. A worthless object made by the Japanese government to regain 'Power'. I'm neither human nor animal but a "Human weapon". I was born on an operating table in a laboratory; "Project E" was the first words I heard. I have no feelings as people say but to be honest I don't know what they are. The Japanese government made me for one purpose and that was to protect wealthy families. I have visited the outside world many times but I have never understood the true meanings of "Reality."

I am deathly, I am lethal and I am invincible and therefore I sit in this empty cell where the light does not reach me. The darkness crowds me and yet I am not afraid but sit here on my bed and listen to the screams echo in my cell from the room next door.
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