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Lloyd

" Do you know how powerful you are ?" A strange voice spoke .
My fist are bloody , my eye is bruised , and my luck is running out
"What do you want from me? " I powerlessly asked.
" Only time will tell . " The voice said
I felt something petting my hair .
A mirror was given to me .
As the thing was petting my hair, I could see myself change .
My eyes had a dark purple look ,my skin was pale with purple veins on
the sides . A cold , dead like smile could be present , I felt my mood change .
death. A new image , Evil .
"you look like your father and will be like your father . " The voice said .
" Indeed ." I replied . My voice was echoing and dead.
No ; I don't want to be evil.

I jumped out of my sleep. Shit . Not again . this is the second time this week this happened. My heart was racing.
I glanced at the mirror . I'm the same .Thank god. Now I am awake. And thirsty. I slowly get up and creepily walk around the monastery to get water. Once I arrived at the refrigerator , I got some water and cranked some by the table .
Thoughts started to race in my head about my dream .I remember my father , where Is he ? What does he want from me ?
What if I was supposed to be evil ? These and more came to
my head. With the amount of thoughts and water I drank, I was able to go back to bed on the chair.

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