*SHING!*
"I saw my parents die in front of me!" I yelled as I pierced the ground with my katana, my right hand suddenly feeling like it wasn't going to break if I used it anymore. "You know who did the deed?!"
A raging fire burned inside me as I remembered the bastards that put me into this situation in the first place.
"The Prizahls! Two of them to be exact!"
The heat of my burning home. The smell of ozone streaking through empty air.
"At least I killed one of them already! That bvtch had the audacity to take advantage of me!"
Regrettably, some parts of me still relish in the memory of that blue-bvtch's touch and tender embrace- Fvck! It was still happening even now!
"G-Getting my mind violated! Constantly starving for food and thirsting for water!"
There was just so much... So much pain and suffering to be had in this place...
"All because I'm a fvcking Nenner?!"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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