Venganza
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Everyone believes in something. Vampires, Demons, Inner evil.
Humans believe in all sorts of myths, whether it be from hope, boredom, or
a delusion from the miserable existence of this world we call our home, Earth. It's a horrific place yet some people still believe in love while some believe in hate. For me, I have a different taste, more selective. My belief is Revenge.
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