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[twisted_albel]

Not enough...

Simply...not enough...

What else am I missing...?

Or have I been wasting my time?

Days of seclusion and I've found no answers. But I've only chanced upon one conclusion: the only thing I can truly depend on in this world are my blades. Everything else...is fallable.. Corruptible. Worms and fools alike.

A lesson learned too late. But

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[ir_reversetrap]

I detect tension, Albel Nox.
I also detect a hostility that will do you no good.

[twisted_albel]

Events as of late have already proven what I've already known, that my life has been nothing *but* tension.

At this point, I have a right to be hostile, worm.

[ir_reversetrap]

Events as of recent have caused turmoil to many of the inhabitants here. Stop believing you have it worse than everyone. Grow as a man and become one, rather than a sniveling child.

[twisted_albel]

Smiling vacantly and hoping that things get better is just as childish. Sorry. I'd rather be honest to myself then live in a pretend world.

[twisted_albel]

My heart isn't a matter for debate, worm. Scarred once and it will be shy to contact again. Scarred twice twice and it will be even more so. Scarred many, many times and it will be reluctant to extend any hand at all.

[twisted_albel]

Fool, I doubt that that will happen.