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Where I am, is nowhere. For that to be true however, must I not be somewhere? Shall I remain in a void, away from fear, happiness, life? How could I escape? If it is my destiny, is it not hopeless? I am but a soul. Are souls affected by destiny, or fate? I have no voice. I cannot convey my thoughts. It is purely by chance that any should see me. Are souls even visible? 'No soul is willing to be robbed of the truth,' he says. The same holds of justice, too, of temperance, of kindness and the like. It is most necessary to remember this continually, for thus you will be more gentle to all men. No soul. Is it believed that a soul has a will? If so, then does a soul have rights? Souls are constantly inconsistant. No voice, no appearence, no effect on the world. So how then, could a soul have rights? It is seemingly impossible. But do I even exist outside of the mind? Air, though most argue we cannot see, is able to be proven. When you feel a strong breeze, you know air exists. Is there a way to feel a soul? Sound, sight, touch, taste, and smell. None of which can prove there is a soul. Are humans lacking a particular sense which would allow them to be aware of the soul? Or is it that humans have too many senses? The sense of reason. Thought. Could these be blocking a true understanding? Without thought though, why would it matter? Knowledge is the driving force of the world. Nature permits it. I watch.
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UnrealTournament
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I am a Death Knight. {DK}. To my clan, I am loyal. I have become all that I have
been prompted to become, and possibly more. In the Unreal world I play in, I have
become a legend. I may not be widely known, but few do know my story. I was
not always a legend after all. The Tournament requires skills, and knowledge. One
must be able to use the weapons he is given, and one must be able to adapt to
new settings. Scenery changes are far too frequent, though change is inevitable. I
do return to such places, but only after time.
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Is this FINAL?
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Every thought, has it's end. Every voice, has it's last echo. Every person, has their last memory. Every dream, has it's last conclusion. Every Fantasy, must be Final. Many individuals come into our lives. We watch them grow, and become stronger. Their love, their friendship, their strengths, all show us what it means to be human. They change our lives indefinitely. For this we should be grateful.
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