Midnight

Sakura, 16

The universe is beautiful. I know that because I've seen what's inside the heart of many Mutants--they long for something. Immortality. A second chance. People all look in the dark, don't you think? Sometimes we all get a feeling that we're all like glasses--we break and don't get fixed. What if there's peace? What will happen to the next generation's children if the Erra of Warring States wouldn't stop? I am fathomed by the idea that we may never get access to hope if everyone's spending their time drinking and getting wasted on some bar. If the gang won't do something, I will.

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