My life…is as yours would be, and is.
Designed from self-choice, and self-sacrifice.
Two novels from the same eye.
I am a hero.
A protector,
A guardian.
I will fight with my life to defend those who I must.
And this is my choice;
I will die if I have to.
For that is what I choose.
I am a warrior. And I am strong. Stronger than you will ever be.
I've sacrificed my heart to serve.
I…
I've sacrificed my heart to serve.
I am a minion. And I am strong. Stronger than you will ever be.
For that is what I choose.
And I have to die if it comes to it.
And this is my choice;
I have to fight with my life to defend those I'm told to defend.
An instrument.
A weapon,
I am a slave.
My life…is as yours would be, and is.
Designed from self-choice, and self-sacrifice.
Two novels from the same eye.
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This drabble is about a friend's OC (Original Queen Xalele's, to be exact), Angel. I can't quite remember what the criteria for this one is, but it was to explain why he calls his position enslavement, even though he chose it. Quite sad, really.
I hope you enjoy it.