Madman
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A madman. A... crazy madman whom I thought was my protector. At first. He used all of his strength to protect me until I realized... he wasn’t trying to protect me, he looked me away. I’ve been calm all my life, but he kept telling me about the dangers I would face... He locked me up. While I was in the cage, I saw his diary and found my name mentioned 138 times. And I didn’t even know his name at the time... I can no further crawl, bo further go.








