Nobody is dead. It's an illusion. They can die however many times fate causes them to, but I am the power that can keep them alive. They're in my hands, but I'm their toy. They're my demians.
You know, one person can be described as many. Traits and habits are shared; it's an endless cycle. People are constantly compared to others when they themselves are made up of several personalities.
It's true, I'm stuck in a hole in which I cannot leave, I'm left longing and wishing for them to be happy. All my efforts... It always seems to go to waste in the end, but to even see them happy momentarily brings joy to my heart. Someone is always hurt at the end of the day, and that is something I just can't control, no matter how much I wish to.
Six people... Begin, Lie, Stigma, First Love, Reflection, and Mama... They're all sickening and toxic and cause me to rot from the inside out, but they six are a drug to me. My happiness is within theirs, and they are what make me up as a person.
Even if I always suffer, it's worth it to see them happy.
God has given me control of their happiness.
I'm willing to sacrifice my own to make them the most joyful beings on Earth, even if I myself can never be happy.
I love you all.
I love you.
"Awake" by Kim Seokjin ❤
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