{How puzzle came to be...}

{How puzzle came to be...}

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Puzzle, she is a demon. She is dangerous to everything, so she is kept in a cell for her entire life. But she has lived for a long time. 800 centuries ago, she was born in a village, Nakama Village, but when she was one she developed devilish horns, and everybody shunned her. Now she suffers in a cell, locked up and only leaves to be experimented and tortured. That all changes when a group of teenagers wound up in the same facility and next to get cell. F̥ͦi̥ͦr̥ͦs̥ͦt̥ͦ s̥ͦt̥ͦo̥ͦr̥ͦy̥ͦ s̥ͦo̥ͦ p̥ͦl̥ͦz̥ͦ D̥ͦo̥ͦn̥ͦ't̥ͦ h̥ͦḁͦt̥ͦe̥ͦ.. E̥ͦn̥ͦj̥ͦo̥ͦy̥ͦ!!!
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

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