Whatever I create has to be hidden and kept secret here. It senses you, lurks and follows you. It just wants to give you the chills. Slowly it grows on you, then kills. Destroys everything you find create or call your own.
So here you live the life of a victim being slowly destroyed. You can't have anyone, everything is opposite of what it looks like, you can't have clear judgement, you can't hide, you can't run away, you can't even survive, just watch everything get destroyed, then turn into a વહેમ.
Its just perfect silent killer, I am human, how do I endure such a curse.
So here you live the life of a victim being slowly destroyed. You can't have anyone, everything is opposite of what it looks like, you can't have clear judgement, you can't hide, you can't run away, you can't even survive, just watch everything get destroyed, then turn into a વહેમ.
Its just perfect silent killer, I am human, how do I endure such a curse.
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