2020-07-10 00:40
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<p> <strong> (Chapters are output once a day, unless I am sicck or have a migraine. Once every two days.) </strong> </p> <p> Due to being a little too edgy, I decided to reboot in another slightly less edgy version.. </p> <p> 'People fear the unknown, it's classic to fear what isn't known, right? You fear what can harm you at that second. You fear death and betrayal. You fear power that is beyond reason? Why is it that I can't make you feel fear at my name? Why is it that when my footsteps are heard, you don't shat yourself? Does the Dancing Skulls meaning nothing to you?' </p> <p> I slowly take off my mask. Staring the blue-eyed king in the face, watching his eyes trembled and leak.. His lips crack and bleed from imprints. His nose flare out and blood leak out. </p> <p> And yet, in my dark green eyes, I saw no fear. </p> <p> </p>
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