In the shadows...
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SUMMARY: Hell is empty. All the devils are here.
WARNINGS: my grammar, misspelling, dark themes, boyxboy
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything besides my own ideas.
Foreword
We have no feelings. They were beaten out of us.
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People are built so they wouldn't be able to harm themselves. One can commit suicide but it's impossible to hold your breath until you suffocate or stuff yourself till your stomach explodes. Your reflexes would always kick in. We were thought how to surpass that. How to overcome our needs. We are now breathless, fearless, loveless... We are no longer humans.
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People like to see us as heroes, as someone who is supposed to protect... as someone who values life. Thanks to the movies, dramas and books... vampires, werewolfs, ghosts, hired killers, dark figures... no matter what kind of monster you are, they have a strange piece of mind because we are not supposed to hurt them, to kill them. The moment they die we become the enemy. They believe we fear that. But they are wrong. We are not the good guys and they never recognize us for what we are. Not until it's too late.
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The best way how to catch a monster is to send another one after him.
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