Half Breed
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They say I'm powerful. Too powerful that I can destroy a Kingdom in a snap.
They say I'm beautiful. Too beautiful to pass as a Goddess.
They say I'm heartless. That's right. I am heartless, and if I say heartless, I mean it. I don't have that pumping organ inside me.
But behind all of that...
Is a weak girl...
An ugly past...
And a body yearning for it's lost part.
Half dead, half alive...
Half demon, half mage....
Whatever I do, I'm still broken. Torn into two piece. I may look tough, but I'm running away from my nightmare. The nightmare I wish I never had. My life, my heart, my mind and my soul. Bound into one body, yet separated by faith.
My life was a puzzle. Piece by piece, it disappear. And piece by piece, it came back.
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