Life is one big test that no one passes because we're humans, and humans make too many mistakes to pass anything. Life is sorrow, and while some people have trouble hiding it, there's those who mask it with smiles. Life isn't living really, it wasn't for Fin because for the longest time he must have felt like he was stuck enclosed into a small box that was slowly getting smaller until the point where he felt he couldn't move a limb anymore. So then he stopped life for himself. My mother named him Infinitum, Latin for Infinity but I just called him Fin.
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