Happiness... The word itself is a joke. Such a thing would never survive a second in my world. Battling creatures no ordinary human should even witness, My soul has long been filled with darkness. It's difficult to even label such a thing as myself as human. What was it they call me? Cold. Stoic. Detached. No... Ah...I remember... They call me heartless. A/N: All rights go to the creators of Diabolik Lovers and I do not own any characters except for my OC's
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