(op here, mentions of death ahead!!!)
Being a god is strange. But it’s already been done. If only I could remember who did this to me. Who cursed me. Who drove me to insanity and my death. What if 12-14-07 didn’t happen? What if I never met Kaylo? Horns and claws. Sharpened teeth and black ink covered skin. One white eye and a blade tipped tail. Why did god herself choose me. And if it wasn’t for the clock and the cat, I’d be with the others. Glad the sentient object isn’t in power anymore though.
Its all so tiring.
The events of 12-14-07 will always haunt my mind.
-Amaranth 11-09-13
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