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Different is What You Make of it
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Posted: Thu, 02/03/2017 00:56 (7 Years ago)
Have you ever had something bad happen and time to just seems to slow down? But you can't do anything and the bad thing happens and you remember those slow, agonizing seconds, playing and replaying in your head like a broken record. I don't like that moment. That moment where everything seems wrong and it's like the world is going to fall apart. I have watched worlds falling apart. I don't think I ever want to again.
Sometimes I wonder if my abilities are more of a curse than a gift. All of my friends called it a gift. A few of my enemies too. They're all dead now. But the enemies who aren't dead called me a misfit, a mistake. I'm starting to think they're right. Soon you'll probably be calling me the same things. I'm different, I know. I don't fit in, not even with my own species. But I still am here.
Hi, I'm Galaxy, a time-and-space-traveler. I'm doing this because I need a friend. A friend who won't die on me. A friend who won't tell what I've said. And, you know, my last friend made me promise.
I don't like rules. Who does? They limit us. Confine us. Like permanent handcuffs. I suppose I see why there are rules. Society needs to be kept together by something, otherwise it would all crumble and be washed away like a sandcastles at high-tide. No, rules are important. But not everyone needs to follow them in order for them to work, right?
Yo. I'm Arcane. I'm not normal. I don't really feel emotions. I don't really care for anyone. I can see through the lies we've been told. Not everyone has to die. Gods don't live forever. Insanity is actually clarity. I hope you can see through them to. Otherwise you'll be like all the rest.