If you could be anything, which side would you choose...

If you could be anything, which side would you choose...

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Idk how to do a description so I'll just give u a bit of heads up on who the main character is. (/) o - o )/) "E" is a shape shifter and she also doesn't sleep. Is she an alien???? IDK BUT SHES NOT HUMAN. Lol E is someone who is not very judge mental. She likes to be alone, especially at night because it means she can be free from everyone else's opinions. However, in the day, she has to fit in with human society, which is what starts to corrupt her into becoming more self-conscious of her choices. Basically, everything has at least 2 sides. "E" is a being that treats the entire world as a whole. But because of society, it's ripping her apart. Okay. There's gunna be some deep shit goin on I just don't want to spoil anything so........ Yeah...
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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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