I always knew that I didn't belong. I have never felt like there was a place where I could just be myself without being judged. I will never belong no matter what I did. No one must ever know who I truly am. I will never forgive myself for that day. My mask is what anyone should ever see of my face. Anyone who saw more would most defiently suffer a terrible fate. I will never allow myself to feel emotional attachment to anything or anyone. Fate is such sadistic thing. It takes pleasure in ruining humans lives. I have never seen a human happy because of something fate has done to them. The holy bell started to chime. Someone has entered the camp. I turned around and started walking down the mountian back into the forest. The forest is usally a peacful and calming home to all sorts of animals. But today they were all waiting by the back door of the apollo building. Animals are known to be good judges of character. So either this person is a really holy or we were in for a fight. I raced into the building and towards the main gathering hall. Everyone was gathered and in their traditional attire. This is odd. This person difently a bad person if the others dressed up and smiling. No matter who it is, if they expect me to wear my formal attire they are dead wrong. I walk towards my seat. I froze. How could I have not sensed this many. There wasn't just one person there was a whole army. Just who are they?