The Divine Zero
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"You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you are beneath." -Alan Moore
I never believed in second chances.
I never believed in fate or destiny, whatever you'd like to call it.
I never believed in the corny love stories that were made up in romance novels written for thirteen year old girls who were just realizing that boys did not in fact, have cooties.
That was before I met him.
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2009 based.
Characters are based off real people and also their bands, I don't own them but the story is created by me and owned by me as are some of the characters.
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