The Eye of the Beholder
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I stood their calmly in the fire. People screamed as the fire consumed their body turning them into hideous black creatures. I closed my eyes as the fire collapsed into my body burning the flesh. "The world has changed." I thought. Everything I saw or hoped for in my dreams were all a lie. I've been shielded by this horror with lies and deceit. Now I am here watching what the world really is. Suffering and never ending pain. "Why should I save this world? I should just let it fall, out of its misery...."
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