Knowledge Category: Syca's Records - Adolescence | |
- Description: Was I perhaps asking too much? No. All I wanted was to live a normal life. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time to get one. But what I want is not impossible...it was possible! But now I find myself trapped again and slowly losing myself... Why can't I be free to do as I wish? Isn't that the point of living? What meaning is there to living a life that's not your own? I hear my ultimate weapon, Centilutos, speaking to me. "You're dimmer than a Dim Tree Spirit." I need to snap out of it. Weapons do not talk, of that I am certain. It's merely my weary subconscious at work. Atoraxxion: Centilutos |