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Destroy everything in sight
Cause them pain
Such as the one I feel deep inside
So that they die
along with their happinees
That's the only thing I need to satisfy
There is no need for remorse
They all got their just deserts
Destroy.... it all
Little Miss. PainDear child you're shaking
why is that?
oh dear oh my, why I almost forgot!
Is it not
because you are little Miss. Pain?
What a most terrible feat!
everyday you live the misery of others
with no recollection of your own?
Why dear child...Why do you live such a life?
would it not be better... to melt away the pain?
but oh dear oh my!
my most terrible mistake
it is not my will that makes such a choice
-Prologue- The Story That Has No Beginning or EndWhat was it he needed? Everything had gone awry.The Great Ones had given him so much power ,and he had failed. They must- No. He would gather a team. Yes, a team that would become raw emotions. Currently, he only had Pain, but Pain was dying. There was no accurate reason why Pain was dying, but the answer was inside Pain. Pain could not take anymore. Just a storage system of all memories was Pain. Despair and suffering was all Pain could see and it wanted to stop the routine of it's poor life. Pain would gladly walk into the welcoming arms of Death. Pain, the child of emotions, was now dead. Artemis could no longer fail, so he went off on his
A Most Pleasant MeetingGood day to you my dear sir
but is it really a good day?
I pondered day and night
what have I ever done to you?
Was it the way I spoke, was it the way I stood,
or maybe the expression of fear on my face
But oh no good sir
it could not have possibly been any of these
and now that I have my answer
I no longer need to ponder
What have I ever done to you?
So I suppose I must bid adieu and
say good day to you my dear sir
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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