Let me get this straight one last time. My fucking name is Brown Farrae. My parents were Farrae Bob and.....it looks like I forgot his name, but anyway he was useless. I also had a little sister. Her name's Montana Bob. She inherited the name of our father and I, of my mother. Theoretically, we were a family more than perfect. But it happened that it had to occur. I planned my mother's death. For a better future, for a controlled one. And that was my mistake. Not only did my mother come back. I was sentenced to isolation. That's why I'm stuck in that fucking room doing nothing but masterbating, TV and eating. My daily life. And I can't do anything against it...well, not totally. Everytime something happened, it was for a reason. And I was the reason. Earlier, I told you about me being a Primal demon. But did you even know what that actually meant..? A Primal demon is a being that was present when life was created. And there's only a few of them. We were originally thirteen, but only three are alive now. During the last war with the demon lords, we lost a lot. And my friends were part of it. And nowadays, I'm just trying to be alive, I think...Anyway, a Primal demon is a being that was there when life was created. We were thirteen, all with different powers. And my sister's power was the strongest out of all. Well, that's what people thought. But a few knew that I posessed the strongest power. My sister had the power to control the flow of time. Manipulating the TIME DIMENSION however she wanted. But it only worked if she was against someone she hated. And as for me, I had the power to control people's fate. More precisely, a life's timeline. And it only worked for people I knew of.
To be continued.
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