Epilogue : The End

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I was five. Five when the storm hit. And it hit hard, the waves of the ocean nearby crashing onto our beach house. It wasn't the ocean's fault. It wasn't anyone's fault. Well, we could blame it on one thing. I could at the time, anyway. Mother Nature. Mother Nature decides all, decides who dies, decides what dies, and decides who and what survives. She makes those choices. Not us. Her. It's all part of her plan. She knows when we'll fail, and when we'll win. Just like MINOS.

My mother was in the game.

I've only ever believed in one thing.

And that's pain.

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