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I am known as the Nameless Murasaki. 11 years ago, I lost everything. My name, my family, my home, my life. And you know what? I don't even think that was the lowest point in my life. It was when I was asked by someone close to me to give up because they didn't want to handle the burden of life anymore. How does me letting go help them? The whole story of what happened is something for another day, but the long-forgotten memories are starting to be rediscovered, and the journey shall be an interesting one.
Zac the Sunrise is a pop star we all know and love, and this is how he fits into the puzzle. His past wasn't always happy, but he made the most of what he had. And his mask used to be something that hid his tears. Now he has no tears left to cry. So is our pop star really perfect? Read on and find out what made our mini-star something special. This is how he manages to sparkle, even at his lowest. And how his mask hid so many shameful tears.
Zac the Sunrise hates his real name as much as I hate the number seven. Many people wonder why that is, so this story will hold the reason why. This is the story of a pop star who is only human, but can't escape his own brilliance. The story of how Zac the Sunrise lost his name, and then almost lost himself trying to build a new life. But who was there to save a person we thought could only rise from falling? Keep reading, because the answer might not be what you're expecting, but the journey is an interesting one. Who do you think's willing to put their life on the line for someone who keeps running away from who they are?