⁽ ᴰᴬˢᴴ ᴳᴬᴹᴱˢ ⁾ ... what is your true role in the story ?
THE FALLEN PRODIGY.
hello old friend , it's been a while hasn't it ? i remember when you were just a child , gape - smiled and beaming like the sun. where have you laid your youth to rest my love ? is it buried beside your heart perhaps ? i know how deeply life has wounded you. it took away everything , didn't it ? oh poor soul , you held onto happiness with bloody , shaking hands. but still fate ripped even that away from you. your past lovers are dead , or did some betray you ? turning away in fear of what they once admired. your comrades have been slain , or their priorities shifted. i've heard you too have changed your way of thought. the people fear you now. do they normally cower at the sound of your name? ah don't fret , that makes two of us. the masses tend to despise the things they do not have the will to comprehend. i fear you are cursed to forever be despondent. oh what a sad and miserable life without love. is that why you chase loneliness ? for is it truly a life of sorrow if you yourself has chosen it ? but don't become bitter from the pain. trust when i say i have seen wounds unfold a man , turning the gentlest spirits into seething beasts. please , keep seeking love , even if it seems you are forbidden from it. you are the master of your own fate , i see how tired you are. the scars never healed , they twist and wrap around your entire person. your eyes are dark and lifeless. rest. but keep fighting. not with the sword you have forsaken so long ago , but with your heart. i'll be rooting for you my friend.