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The Necromancer

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Reads 1,284
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Parts 24
Time 2h 57m

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I could feel the pain, the agony those around me felt. I could see that death was before my eyes and I was scared. I don't want to die and I will do anything I can to survive. I will not allow myself to fall like
those around me, even if it means I have to become the villian of my destiny.
One day while riding the a train back to my hometown to cut out the disease of depression inside of me, to move forward with my life I felt I wanted to give up, my life changed forever, as did the world.All Rights Reserved

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Compeer by Edellune

Many people believe that the blind are only those who can't see. They are wrong. Everyone is blind, in one way or another. Blindness comes in many forms. Those who are blind to the evils of the world are blind to reality. Those who are blinded by beauty are consequently blind to the fact that it comes with a price. And those who are blinded by light are also blind to the notion that it is accompanied by shadows. And though I must admit that I, too, was not above being blind. I knew the shadows all too well. My life was lead in the shadow of a wall; I was born shrouded in it, and if it were up to them, I would die the same way as well. The very moment I began to understand the world around me was the same moment it came crashing down. For at that moment, I realized that this wasn't my world. It was theirs. I had previously said that I was not immune to blindness. I knew I was different, but as they say, everybody is different for a reason. But I was blind to the fact that my reason was him. I was blind to the cruel twist of Fate that allowed my captor to become my liberator, and I was blinded again by the same cruel twist of Fate that made my liberator my captor. I was blind to the implications of making a deal quite literally signed in blood, and I was blind to the fact that it would bind me to the life of another for eternity as we knew it. I was born for him. He was born to kill. But, despite being blind to all this, I swore would never be blind to one thing: Though I may wear the Devil's Heart around my neck and His mark on my skin, I will never call myself a vampire's Compeer.

Game of the Gods (Ongoing) by Mind_of_The_Odd

I never thought that I'd become anything in life. All I wanted was to be normal, to do normal things, live a normal life....and yet, somehow through a series of unfortunate events I landed in a game of life or death. Go me! What was simple fun to the god's would test me beyond mortal strength. Every contest would be more brutal than the previous. Every thought I had could be turned against me. Was it worth it to try and survive? Was it possible to make bonds that transcended anything I thought possible? Was it worth it to try and continue living as a mortal or was I simply so much more than I thought.

Quick Hero by amecOfficial

Is this really the correct answer-to leave my family, friends, and my normalness. I want to believe that I can manage that burden. Mary. "It's better when you don't think about it, but if you do-don't use some half ass reason to justify it." My life changed the moment I met you, and I swear to repay you for your kindness. Because you and everyone else are my family. There are people in this world who work in the shadows protecting everyone from the evils of the world and I was lucky enough to witness this first hand. --- I wrote these characters and the baseline of the story all the way back in 2nd grade. Now, 17 years later, I decided to actually turn it into a full flesh story. I will note that it may be somewhat confusing to read due to the way I write in this. But over time it will become easier.

Royal Blood by Voiceless_Siren

I thought I knew my world. The people in it, the secrets they held, their intentions. . . Turns out I didn't have a clue. They lie and deceive and manipulate you without you knowing. You let your guard down around the people you trust the most, only to have them stab you in the back. Some say ignorance is bliss, but I say ignorance is death. Because not knowing things gets you killed.

Glass by Queen_AngelAce

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Sweet Bad Love by HeartieBiana21

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The Karma Project by knikole_

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Maybe, There is a Happy Ending by melina_strangio

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Compeer

Many people believe that the blind are only those who can't see. They are wrong. Everyone is blind, in one way or another. Blindness comes in many forms. Those who are blind to the evils of the world are blind to reality. Those who are blinded by beauty are consequently blind to the fact that it comes with a price. And those who are blinded by light are also blind to the notion that it is accompanied by shadows. And though I must admit that I, too, was not above being blind. I knew the shadows all too well. My life was lead in the shadow of a wall; I was born shrouded in it, and if it were up to them, I would die the same way as well. The very moment I began to understand the world around me was the same moment it came crashing down. For at that moment, I realized that this wasn't my world. It was theirs. I had previously said that I was not immune to blindness. I knew I was different, but as they say, everybody is different for a reason. But I was blind to the fact that my reason was him. I was blind to the cruel twist of Fate that allowed my captor to become my liberator, and I was blinded again by the same cruel twist of Fate that made my liberator my captor. I was blind to the implications of making a deal quite literally signed in blood, and I was blind to the fact that it would bind me to the life of another for eternity as we knew it. I was born for him. He was born to kill. But, despite being blind to all this, I swore would never be blind to one thing: Though I may wear the Devil's Heart around my neck and His mark on my skin, I will never call myself a vampire's Compeer.