Introduction
“Pain, anger, hurtfulness, that is where my life hanging by. As the time goes by, that cruel evil little thing got deeper. From the wound with blood all over turned to the deep jet black scar. It buried in my heart, to the core. My veins got dark, my blood became black. The blood flowed up to the brain and suddenly, it slowly changed a little pure angel to the worst evil.
"Oh, and let me tell you something, sweetheart. They say the pain makes you stronger. But what kind of ‘strong’ is that? ” He lurked creepily with an empty dark brown eye.
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