A Cold hearted Shaman Part 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman sadly
Claimer: but I own this person I made and her ghost
As I walk in middle of a canyon alone,
I have no one to talk to but Mayuki, my guardian ghost.
She is the only on who does.
The blazing hot sun shines on my white mask.
My heart frozen cold,
Because there was no one there for me.
No friends,
No family,
It is only me and Mayuki, and it will stay that way.
Back home in China No one would play with me,
They talked about me behind my back,
They called me names like freak because I was not like them.
I was the smart one.
My family does not even know I live, they hate me and I hate them.
I never was loved…
I've been a loner ever since I was 2 years.
I hide my face from people because I don't want to see them.
I listen to wind and so the wind guilds me to Dobie village.
I don't talk to no one who I met on this journey to Dobie village.
I am the shaman tournament.
I have no pity for humans, or other shamans.
I show no emotions.
I sing at night.
I have a Kwan Doe.
I have master kung-fu and being a ninja.
I have love nature I will always be like that.
I will never change, because I like the loneliness.
My name is Serena but I known as White to many people.
I am only 13 years old.
I am from China.
I am rich.
I am 5 foot 4 inches tall.
I have pale skin but my Body is wrapped up in bandages.
My Guardian ghost is Mayuki.
She is a Chinese Warlord.
She dead over 1000's of year ago.
She found me in a graveyard, while I was sitting on her grave stone, and singing.
Me: I hope that you like this... I try to make the make the next one soon.