Blind By Blood Lust(ON HOLD)
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Have you ever had to do something just to do it? But you don't know why and no one offers you an explanation even if they have one. We humans have urges and we do things because we simply need to. My urges aren't normal, I have to kill; its in my blood. I'm programed to believe that its right though... that I'm doing this to help people. I don't feel anymore. I used to feel... a week ago in fact. But something happened and it took over, and I don't even know who I am anymore. I'm not scared of anything, not even pain; and that is the one thing that scares me. I'm not the one who made my family like this though. It was them, that's why I kill them; because if they didn't exist in the first place I wouldn't be this. And maybe if I can get rid of them all, I'll go back to being me. The one that doesn't kill in order to live. That's what drives me and keeps me alive. I need revenge, I'm filled with blood lust and its slowly taking its toll on me making me insane, a savage being that shouldn't exist... just like them.
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