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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

WARNING

This book depicts the realities and the challenges faced by the protagonist which may be disturbing to certain individuals.

PROLOGUE:

This feeling, a gentle thunder, the clouds caressing the winds, 

Pondering to myself looking at the reflection

Waves of ripple 

Like my distorted heart 

A broken glass and a drop of blood

Makes it a perfect harmony

It was never intentional

A harmonic event 

WAS IT ALL MY MOIRAI?

That 

I am the ....