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Back to the times where ones flesh being struck again and again, the feeling of the blade upon his chest already numbing the pain that came with each strike. He is reborn time and time again. The paradise he wishes to reach is so close, yet so far.
I feel your anguish, its the same as my own. I have lost my life to such a monstrous thing, do THEY truly plan destruction?
"This isnt the first time hes seen this man." There is nowhere to run. "Would the wearer feel the same way?" The unknown didnt want to know.
As i may finally reach the paradise i've been meaning to find, I must be reforged into a new man. The faint memories of the craftsman that once was, May finally fade, and be forgotten and reborn in a new light
May this journey lead us starward.