“Drip....drip....drip, goes the blood from this gaping wound in my chest. The tip of my own sword pierced into my back. Of course this is my fault...I trusted him and this is what I get from it. Heh...I shoulda listened to her, now...im faced with this burden of killing my once best friend.. This is the time....ugh! C’mon get up Anubis.....don’t let this end like this....COME ON!!”
An alarm clock on the side of a messy bed rang throughout a junky room, barely illuminated by the peering Sunlight just under the shut blinds. A grumble from the Covers echos in the room as a scarred hand reaches out and slams onto the clock. The annoying buzzer instantly stopping without a second sound.
“s**t....the same dream...why the hell is it happening to me, I don’t know any of those people. Not like I want to know them.....” With a heavy sigh, he sits up and looks outside, his eyes squinting as the sunlight passes through the small crack in the blinds.
“My name...well it’s Anubis, yea I know what you’re thinkin, what the hell kinda name is that. Well it’s my name, so I don’t give a damn what you think about it. I live here in this city...the Nightmare city...Down town of Lash City. It’s not the best place to live, but hell with the world like it is now, it’s not like I really give a damn. What do I do? Well...nothing, I want to be an ordinary person, who lives in an ordinary apartment, with an ordinary life I wonder if it’s possible now..”
Virje Blackcross Community Member 
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