evil never dies it just change by jbdrules, literature
Literature
evil never dies it just change
An idea is always passed around. No idea is ever new to the world. When the idea moves around, it changes so it can survive. But all ideas have an original starting point. Or do they? Imagine the most evil idea ever created and it's always being lost and found. Its story begins here. In 585 B.C. a Russian soldier, named Visk found a journal created by a thief in 10000 B.C. named Christopher. In this journal it talked about a new government that promised absolute power. Visk tried to make it a reality. He was assassinated for just thinking about it. 585 years later a civilian, named Damon found Visk's journal containing this new government. He
Just a pawn
Samuel was walking through a tunnel. It was dark, hot, slimy, and there was a constant beat like a heart pounding. He had no idea where he was but he knew he was not in a dangerous place. He had to get somewhere but he didn't know where so he just kept walking out of instinct. Right there, right here, left every now and then. Then he saw a light at the end of one of the tunnels. He picked up his pace; he was getting closer to where he had to be. Then he tripped over his own feet and hit his head off the wall and he started seeing images. He was in a desert watching a pyramid being built to represent him, and then he was being att
Hope is fake
It is easily destroyed,
Yet through strenuous labor,
You can get hope back
If this is true why do you rely on hope,
It is a monster that constantly dies and betrays you,
Hope has never helped you,
With it you live in a fantasy world,
When you lose our hope that you hold most precious to us,
It causes us to become a monster full of hatred,
Yet you need hope to get through the hard times,
Your race is retarded
A CHANCE OF FORTUNE
Once upon a time there was a man named Samuel. He was tall and very muscular. He had short black hair and green eyes. Ever since Samuel was born he had terrible luck. He could never make friends he barely passed high school, and he was trying to get into the police force but that wasn't looking very promising. One day Samuel was swimming in the lake enjoying what was left of his vacation before he had to go back to his job as a secretary.
While he was swimming he found a chest that was rotting at the very bottom of the lake. To get to the bottom of the lake was a very impressive feat because the lake was a hundred feet d
A CHANCE OF FORTUNE
Once upon a time there was a man named Samuel. He was tall and very muscular. He had short black hair and green eyes. Ever since Samuel was born he had terrible luck. He could never make friends he barely passed high school, and he was trying to get into the police force but that wasn't looking very promising. One day Samuel was swimming in the lake enjoying what was left of his vacation before he had to go back to his job as a secretary.
While he was swimming he found a chest that was rotting at the very bottom of the lake. To get to the bottom of the lake was a very impressive feat because the lake was a hundred feet d
evil never dies it just change by jbdrules, literature
Literature
evil never dies it just change
An idea is always passed around. No idea is ever new to the world. When the idea moves around, it changes so it can survive. But all ideas have an original starting point. Or do they? Imagine the most evil idea ever created and it's always being lost and found. Its story begins here. In 585 B.C. a Russian soldier, named Visk found a journal created by a thief in 10000 B.C. named Christopher. In this journal it talked about a new government that promised absolute power. Visk tried to make it a reality. He was assassinated for just thinking about it. 585 years later a civilian, named Damon found Visk's journal containing this new government. He
Just a pawn
Samuel was walking through a tunnel. It was dark, hot, slimy, and there was a constant beat like a heart pounding. He had no idea where he was but he knew he was not in a dangerous place. He had to get somewhere but he didn't know where so he just kept walking out of instinct. Right there, right here, left every now and then. Then he saw a light at the end of one of the tunnels. He picked up his pace; he was getting closer to where he had to be. Then he tripped over his own feet and hit his head off the wall and he started seeing images. He was in a desert watching a pyramid being built to represent him, and then he was being att
Hope is fake
It is easily destroyed,
Yet through strenuous labor,
You can get hope back
If this is true why do you rely on hope,
It is a monster that constantly dies and betrays you,
Hope has never helped you,
With it you live in a fantasy world,
When you lose our hope that you hold most precious to us,
It causes us to become a monster full of hatred,
Yet you need hope to get through the hard times,
Your race is retarded
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