Resistance
My head was throbbing; I was in complete darkness, I didn't like that. For some time now I've struggled with my identity, unsure of what I am and what I was in the past. Being told someone is manipulating my memories made me sick, I'm not a toy, and I don't like being played with.
I'm not a toy
I'm not your toy
Whose toy?
A voice kept repeating the same phrase before I entered this pit of darkness, a voice quite different from my own self conscious, I know what my inner voice sounds like and that wasn't it. That strange voice was fighting something, was is fighting me? No, it seems to be on my side.
"Devenity"
"Devenity, please wake up"
I could hear Xayvion's voice loud and clear, he sounded like was worried. Slowly opening my eyes I was immediately blinded by the light
