I've been around a long time. Some don't even remember me, some don't even believe in me. Does it really matter to me?
Yeah, yeah it does.
I'm the one who makes a snow-day. Fine it's not big work, but it makes children happy. Making kids happy is all about what the guardians do, right?
They protect them as well. Protect them from the evil and darkness of impurity. I don't want to be a guardian, besides no one believes in me! I make their snow and frost and ice and I get no thank you.
Well, I am not even sure how exactly I became immortal.
I remember how I was getting my cloak and staff. I always loved the both of them, considering how I lived in North Germany, in the town of Burgess, it was almost covered in snow all year round. I brushed my ginger-snap colored hair back as I fastened my coat around my shoulders. I grabbed my cruedly made skates. I was to take my little sister to the lake today, so her constant begging to skate might stop bugging me. Amalie, my younger sister, came dar
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The dead were coming.
Brandon ran as fast as his metal and normal leg went. He tripped over a vine. Damnit! Not this again! Wires from his leg were loose, and he was full of blood stained rags that was his clothes. he groaned. His blonde hair a mess! Clothes ruined. Legs tired or broken down. he didn't think he would win this fight by far. Something was coming for him. he turned as the dead version of his twin, Ethan, came limping to him. He screamed. The spawn was broken because that damn BLU Soldier, Jain Van Doe, got the Magician roommate of his, Merasmus, pissed, and the dead were not spawning but coming back as ZOMBIES. Even the clones were doing it!
Brandon tried to run, but without one leg working, how could he?
first robots now zombies
what the hell was next?!
Someone grabbed Brandon's hand, pulling him to his feet. Yohann, the RED medic, was at his side, bone-saw out. He wasn't wearing his usual coat, but his waist-coat and suspenders, along with his grey pants and boots. This