Sacrifice

Sacrifice

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There was a new girl in class. Name, Janna. The teacher wanted her to sit beside me, holy smokes! As long as she sits beside me, she was always reading out a secret code:"5-5-5-5" "5-5-5-5", without stopping. One day while we are sitting for an exam, I saw her hair glowing. From that day on, I started to suspect on her. I think she is a witch or something. Unfortunately, it was 100% right. When everyone found it out, it was too late for preventing. She put a curse on everybody and transformed everyone to an unknown planet. The curse was to find a gold bar in the unknown planet, the galaxy or even in the flaming sun. The one who was unable to complete the test within a month will be meeting death, Who will make it and who will not, wait for my story and you'll know, stay tuned! Authors: Faithjean12 Coffee1234 CallMeMonkey Cover by: Faithjean12
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I know what I am. I know what I have to do. I remember the pain. I remember their faces, some blank, some twisted in fear and anguish. I remember the stench, the taste, the sight; all my senses can still tell me what that day was like. I remember seeing the flash and then looking up to see a hilt flying at my head. I remember the blackness and the sense of security it brought me. I thought I was dead for a long time. I remember all of my past; I just can't remember who I am. So I made a new identity. One that would and could never be forgotten. I have many names, many appearances, and I have much blood on my hands. I have been thrown into a pit of darkness. Many like me have decided to wallow in their misery, to stay in their pit and never find a way out. But I, I made my decision when I heard the blood curling scream of the dead crying out for a warrior to avenge them. For a warrior to rise and forge a path of blood using the Sword of Souls. One small cut from this blade and your soul will forever be bound to it and its master. I am the Blind Soul Master, Shadow, Death. I am Mist and I have come to avenge the Dead. __________________________________________________________ The cover was done by SeaTheWords Link: http://www.wattpad.com/user/SeaTheWords Thanks for reading :)

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