In this world, beyond all the people, things, and objects you can see, there are others you cannot. Perhaps you call them gods, ghosts, monsters, demons, spirits, or souls...
Most people live peaceful lives, undisturbed. But some, whether lucky or unlucky, cross paths with them for one reason or another, willingly or by force.
I am one of them. Ever since I was little, I could see them, hear them, even smell them... Their stories enthralled me, made me sad and afraid, and sometimes made me want to run away. It took me a very, very long time to tell their lives apart from my own. But to me, they had long since become part of my world.
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