I look at the unconscious lady in front of me and turn my eyes at the journal I was holding. For other people, the journal looks empty but for me once I open it. The words just appear letter by letter. The story is entitled "His World" and written by Vaughn. As I read, The story starts from here. Shier P.O.V. "SHIER COME BACK HERE!!!" Laughter echoed while I run at my full speed, I don't want to be caught not that Heed can do that. Heed is my guard and my friend. He always protected me no matter what but I always ended up running away from him. I can't blame him for intruding on my life and tell him not to do and have to do. I guess it's his job, but what can I do? I wanted to be free and do what I want to do. I am a demon prince of the Smerte Clan. The Smerte clans are tear catchers, who collect tears of agony, sadness, fear, and especially my favorite pain. At a young age, I started to do my job and it is easy since people effortlessly produce such tears. There
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