Anyway, live or die. Or NOT....

Everything is the same nothing will change beyond the end,

This story is one of the ideas that I consider a way of introverting myself in my dreams. I'm not doing this for attention, but for sharing my heady insights accumulated from 2 years of using Boxnovel Webnovel/Reddit/RoyalRoad/Wattpad

This story will certainly have mistakes, but I won't correct them but I will use them as the end of the story itself, I loved certain old sons-in-law and I'm a fanatic type (I have some problems, besides being in puberty I have a huge lack of empathy day to day)