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The Zenith | TBATE

The Zenith | TBATE

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What is the zenith? - Its the time at which something is most powerful- It's a point that everyone tries to reach, the point of everyone's desires. However not everyone has the same talent, not everyone has the same potential what if your potential, your zenith, is nothing. How would you feel, would you just accept it, allow your potential to determine your desires, perhaps you would and perhaps despite your weakness you can even live happily, you can be satisfied. But how could you, how could I... with Arthur Leywin as my brother.
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Tick-tock. Time is up. You can run, but... I wouldn't know the truth if it ran me over on a dark road and stopped long enough to introduce itself. I'm a chameleon and my days of flying under Rixton Biochemical Corp's radar has come to end. Battles fought in secret have now become public and war has been declared. Falling in love wasn't even a blip on my survival radar. From the moment I literally fell into him, it was lust at first sight and our connection was undeniable. Too bad I'm the threat he is sworn to hunt down and he's the danger I crave. ...you will be hunted... Self-delusion: the master of all lies spun; the spider that guards deceptions web. When my past comes back to haunt me, my perfectly crafted island of deceptive truths and earth-shattering lies descends into chaos. I am supposed to be the good guy. The one who hunted down the bad guys. I live in a world where the line that separates the "good" guys from the "bad" guys is just a blurry optical illusion that tricks the mind into believing whatever it wants to be true. Not everything (or everyone) is what (or who) it (they) seem. ...and the truth always finds its prey.

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