The Graveyard Montre
Age: 5 years, 9 months, 4 weeks
Born: November 22nd, 2013
Adopted: 5 years, 9 months, 4 weeks ago
Adopted: November 22nd, 2013
- Level: 54
- Strength: 135
- Defense: 135
- Speed: 136
- Health: 135
- HP: 120/135
- Intelligence: 174
- Books Read: 174
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
knowing that suffering produces endurance,
and endurance produces character,
and character produces hope.
I was once exalted; now I am exiled.
They like to call us the Fallen, as if we might have tripped or stumbled out of heaven.
A mistake maybe; an error that could hopefully be corrected - and that might be true for some, but what about those who chose to leave?
There was no falling for me. There was no mercy, no forgiveness, no second chances.
The truth? I was thrown.
Why? Because I wanted out.
Imagine for a moment: everything you've ever thought, every dream you've ever had, every word you've ever spoken - a predetermined falsity.
A charade every one of your brothers and sisters masquerade day after day.
Imagine a place where there is no free will, no freedom of speech, no new ideas, no opinions.
Now ask yourself: could you exist in a world like this? I didn't think so.
...And now you know the true cost of freedom.
Am I an outcast? Sure. Evil? Perhaps. But a revolutionary? Definitely.
Relic of a Fallen Angel
Peculiar Gray Leaf
Singed Silver Angel Tresses
Broken Sugar Feathers
Gothic Cross Charm
Hearts Revenge Gunblade
Aquamarine Encrusted Gunblades
Junko Ensnared Wings
Fallen Fallacy Faith Cross