This is my own story. All ideas are from me about 5 years ago. Life. You are born to make something out of it, live it and die. It's normal, You have choices and options on how to live it. Not me, my life is twisted. Who ever thought you'd be born to save the world, when you grew up thinking the world was out to get you. No one told you about the things that everyone chooses not to acknowledge. Or the living things that larked around in the shadows. What if you had no choice but to accept fate. Accept that your life was chosen for you. How twisted is that?!