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He tried his best. Why did he have to feel the pain of losing himself? He wanted to be the best. The best there ever was. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓉𝓈𝓎 𝐵𝒾𝓉𝓈𝓎 𝒮𝓅𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓂𝒷𝑒𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓊𝓉 But then she came along and made it all the worse. She made the venom work, and that caused his downfall. He cant even look into the mirror now. He fears his reflection. 𝒟𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓊𝓉 Despite all the pain, all the sorrow, all the frustration, and anger. Despite all of it, all it took was the intimidating and ghastly words of a single gentleman. His shoes clicking on the hard rock as he stepped closer. He was cold, but still made him feel warm. 𝒪𝓊𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃 He wanted to be more, for him. He didn't know why he felt like this, but just the thought of him made him smile. He smiled. He worked as he smiled. Why is he smiling? Was it because of him? Why would it be, he's just a man with a smile carved into his pale skin. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓉𝓈𝓎 𝐵𝒾𝓉𝓈𝓎 𝒮𝓅𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓂𝒷𝑒𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃
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