death is final is what we’re told but it wasn’t for me.I was brought back in my Favorite game and it was hell no it was worse then hell and i come to hate the very line i thought was so cool Rip&Tear.It became me it was the only thing i could think to keep straight and not break.it was my duty and i wanted it to end it all of it for good but it end me to.I lost it and was on auto-Pilot that what i believe how i fell just wanted it all gone so i took it the hit that end ever thing the war the demon this fight and me it was over i was finish and the it happen again.I was back but this time it was how i asked for no short end deal this time but i did have to wait to reawaken but i had dream as i did and a Trauma that was branded on to my very soul that brought a need to punish those demons and now even those who have sin greatly. “this not my own it a fanfic watch and see how this story goes should be fun work something out for this”