Intro
I was born a monster.. or some would say broken or they may call me insane also manipulative I was born.. hated... but there was nothing I could do about it. All i could do is sit in the mirror and look at myself and whisper to myself as tears rolled my cheeks all I could whisper with my voice shaking was,
"w-why me"
I was born what people call the war child. by that I mean I started a war the second I was born. The reason was because I had the blood of the king of hell himself and the blood of the queen of heaven running through me. I shouldn't be here but destiny works in crazy ways doesn't it. but ya know destiny can go fuck itself because, just screw destiny i live by something and it goes a little like this
"Broken things can be fixed but there's always a mark showing it was broken and so what scars make you look like a bad ass."
