I can't explain it, when you live a life thinking you're something you are not, feeling like you are a hero, fighting a war because you think you're doing it for justice, for the weak and all that bullshit. I just did it, I reminded myself who I am. I am the monster they think me to be, I don't know why, maybe because I liked it. All that time in a cage, I could've easily broken out of the cage. At least it gave me a chance to learn a lot about everyone, all their weaknesses. So yes I can just break out or I can play a little game and then fuck some people up. My whole idea of what this place is, just changed. I'm not the victim anymore but the monster they think I am. Well they have no idea what truly I am. The last great beast, the only one strong enough to survive, I waited a few hours, counted the seconds with the sound of the clock in the next room. Just for your information my room is supposed to be sound proof. These people don't really know anything about me even though they
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