You're a Stellaron Hunter. The 9th, actually. You recently joined, because of your incredible affective curse. Every Hunter praises you, yet you find yourself useless. You know too much, and you can't change your decesion...
You're a Stellaron Hunter. The 9th, actually. You recently joined, because of your incredible affective curse. Every Hunter praises you, yet you find yourself useless. You know too much, and you can't change your decesion...
When you've been constantly shown and proven right that love is just a word that carries so much hurt, you tend to give up on it.
Thats the kind of life Clarissa has been made to live, love to her do...