You Are My Sunshine

You Are My Sunshine

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The world doesn't bend to your will, in fact it controls your own. It bends it, breaking you in the process. Your soul shatters as your world crumbles around you and your heart? Well that doesn't exist anymore. You're a stone cold soldier, a gorgon who cares little about beauty and about revenge. ... Sometimes even the warmest of suns have the darkest of days. Moonlight filled mornings and venom filled nights. Father who left against his will is forced to abide by godly rules while a mother dies from her own mind, rejecting the air, strangling herself in the process of her own damnation. But was the mother real or was she just a pawn? Is he made to live in only moonlight or can he find his own sun? How much trauma can one take before the demons win the game they've orchestrated?
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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