Mhmm. ------------- Have you ever imagined a world without chaos? Without havoc? A perfect paradise? It's impossible to even visualize it. ... Or is it? A world so perfect, so perfect indeed, that God had to lock it away, lock it away from the greedy and selfish souls that were made. Why couldn't God make everyone perfect? Why? Like I said, a world without chaos and havoc, too perfect to exist, it's out of balance. It's evelution. To learn about the art of perfection... You have to start from scratch. Learn and understand. A perfect world... In the hands of greedy men, it's unheard of. That's how our world began. God had crafted a perfect world, and we'd ruined it. Culture, Started fading away. True compassion, It died long ago. But what if, one soul that was from the old world, was living in the new one? Is it possible... That we could be... Reborn? ------ >_>
Chapter 1, Eyes of Fire. ---------- "You will never get my fortune~ Soon this Hell will be Utopia~" The man whispered in a sing-song voice near te Master of the Hellish Gates' ears, He was about to step into Hell untila voice sang in his head, "Are you sure, Cordill, that you want your daughter to suffer as well? You, a corrupt man, taking his only daughter with him to hell. Have you no shame? And do correct me if it wasn't you that said that you wanted your daughter in good health. It is better to sacrifice money... Where's your compassion? The word compassion kept ringing in his head. He looked at his daughter Isabella with light tourquoise hair thar was staring into the Master of the Hellish gates' cold eyes. "... Isabella?" ------- WRITER'S BLOCK!!!