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Chapter 8 - it's all in your head

"I know you Bribe people when you were Young to take the fall when you were blame that you cant sosialse" Hafiz Nods at this device "that true the reality is unfair people took story about My life my reality that fine "

"I Bribe people cause i was consume by darkness and lonelyness " the device look at him. Then scan for any friends record in his soul none be achive by him self the only few he has achive by his older cousin.

( Starting in a minor key, like A minor, begin with a slow tempo, using descending notes and intervals. For example, try a simple progression like A minor - G major - F major - E major. You might use long, sustained notes with pauses to convey a feeling of heaviness and contemplation. Gradually build the melody, introducing subtle variations to evoke a sense of longing or hopelessness. For a song) (Verse 1) In shadows deep, where silence reigns, My soul adrift in endless pains. Echoes of sorrow, a haunting refrain, Lost in the downpour of relentless rain.(Chorus) Oh, these chains, they weigh me down, Beneath the weight, I slowly drown. A heart in fragments, a spirit torn, In this bleak existence, so forlorn.(Verse 2) Through misty veils, the sun retreats, Fading hopes, abandoned feats. A symphony of solitude, a heart's lament, Trapped in a cycle, nowhere content.(Chorus) Oh, these chains, they weigh me down, Beneath the weight, I slowly drown. A heart in fragments, a spirit torn, In this bleak existence, so forlorn.(Bridge) A fragile pulse, a flickering light, Yearning for dawn amidst endless night. The hollow whispers, the silent plea, Grant me solace, set me free.(Outro) In the abyss of this endless gloom, Dreams submerged, lost in the fume. Yet in quiet surrender, a fragile ember burns, Hoping for healing, as the melody yearns.

" they also put you in a jail cell for that " the device says Hafiz nods

"Yup same with a dude they start to say we are bad kids when i was just a lonely kid "

"I hate the school i hate it so much that kid go to St George " .

"Yes he write a story about My life. then step me up many times "

" it was painful and i was a dumb kid that is getting bully by stupid people "

In the heart of a colossal arena, the mage stood, their robes swirling with an ethereal glow as they faced off against a formidable opponent. Arcane energies crackled in the air, the crowd's murmurs blending with the hum of magic.The mage summoned swirling gusts of wind, trying to bind their foe in a cyclone of power. But the opponent, a seasoned warrior, countered with swift, precise strikes, their blade dancing in the air, deflecting the magical assault.As the battle raged on, the mage conjured orbs of pulsating light, launching them towards their adversary with precision. Yet, the warrior expertly dodged and parried, closing the distance between them with each evasive maneuver.The mage, undeterred, tapped into their deepest reservoirs of magic, drawing upon ancient incantations. Waves of energy surged outward, illuminating the arena in a brilliant display of raw power. The warrior stood resolute, their own aura shimmering with a defensive shield, absorbing the mystical onslaught.Both combatants, locked in an intricate dance of skill and magic, continued their clash. The mage's spells weaved intricate patterns in the air, while the warrior's movements were a symphony of precision and grace.As the dust settled and the echoes of magic faded, the arena fell into a tense silence. Both the mage and the warrior stood, breathing heavily, each acknowledging the other's strength. The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, honoring the spectacle of an intense battle that had ended in a rare and mutual draw.