Prologue

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I walked through a field of pink clouds, enlightened by the dream I was having right now. Sparkles seemingly come out of thin air as everything changes into a dark, stormy night, with rain coming from every crevice.

It builds up and as I run around now, I see things such as a Factory with a sign of Destiny, my family being taken with a word of Fantasy engraved on their shirts, and my whole life seemingly falling apart with a massive word at the top, fate. I didn't know what to do so I kept running. All the meanwhile I saw things beyond my comprehension. I knew this was a nightmare. But, I continued running until I was able to find a light at the end of it all. I ran through it to see spirits, my friends all happily smiling, and better yet...

No storm clouds.

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