hello there my name is..or well was once Yill mi,I would say my life was a calm one,a small merchant family in the city

nothing out if the order I'd say,but,

after an incident durung the peak of my freshmen year I was given the name Avil trails,ut was a strange name to me..but I kept it

all because of that change my life was stripped from me all in one fell swoop,all but this name the people gifted me free of charge

I myself wonder why did I keep trudging through that path even when I knew deep down,i would only get hurt

WHY

...why did I let them strip me of my freedom

strip me of my mind and let them rewire my mind so they could try and turn me into a puppet for them to play with till I perished.

But when I think of their satisfaction from being able to examine me to their limits with no way to stop them from ravaging my body,cutting me open and examining my organs piece by piece

So I decided in the moment my conscience began to fade i must Never,NEVER give up because the moment i do I'll lose the only thing I have left and be removed from existence completely

I was driven by rage but that didnt mean I couldn't feel the pain they would inflict onto me day after wretched day

but now,as they lie in a shallow grave,I sit here by a fireplace in a quiet courtyard keep into the mountains

Now this is my story and my story will be for all eyes to see and know

my freedom will be all within my palms not throw away with disregard as though it was a simple toy but instead held dearly in my bosom so I can nurture it to it's full extent