"It's stronger than I thought " was racing through my head. It doesn't matter. I was in the middle of a fight. It looked like me and was shaped like me. But I'm the gender child. Though my father was The Pale King I still hate him for what he did to my mother. I'll never get to see her again. All this had me distracted "....*smack*!" It hit me but It didn't say anything.I had to back off. Silk sprung out as I almost always did when I got weak. I had thankfully gotten away from "it". Sadly that it had "defeated me" it could go to the Lake Of Unn. But as I was saying I can't ever see my mother again because she made a deal with him . She wanted a
child more than anything in the world! Sadly I didn't get to spend much time with her. AND that day...that was the end of me seeing her. And that's why I have to defend my mother for the sake of my life! Yes, I know that it is the destiny of this thing, but the others failed and were consumed by...well the infection and though I was born by the Pale King I have a different mother. The others on the other hand were far different than me. There mother was called "The White Lady" she took one look at me and I saw that the sorrow in her eyes would be internal, for ever time she would look at me. She knew that my mother was herri
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