Metamorphose

People die everyday. Every hour, every minute, every second.
They die because of accidents, because of age, because of a lot of things, because of murder.
Everybody is a murderer. It's just that some people don't see themselves as murderers.
This is a story about somebody who accepts that and lives with it, he embraces himself and laughs with it.
He mocks the people who try to be so oblivious.
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Oh my, sweetie, why are you so afraid? I do not kill, nor do I murder. I'll just make a slight twist to your life.
Finally you'll get to know, just like me, what the real meaning of happiness is.

Hi, this is my first story here so I hope you'll like it!
Please comment and/or vote, I'd really appreciate that~
Have fun reading~
Kikachu~~