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Due to being a hybrid, Mack suffered several ailments through her childhood, such as Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy and being deaf in one ear. She was also prone to various illnesses, such as bronchitis, pneumonia, and ear infections. Their mother was absent constantly, always busy with the high society life; their father was absent as well, either due to work or the bottle. They had nanny after nanny, but none lasted long, leaving her older sister Lottie as the only constant in her life, the only one willing to help her through her ever-present illnesses, until she was five years old. At five, they had a new constant, that of the only nanny whoever lasted more than a few months, Holden Shepherd. Yet, nothing lasts forever, does it? 

When Mack was eleven, she and her sister heard the terrifying sounds late one night, afraid to investigate. But once they did, they were brought face to face with the horror of seeing their father moving the corpse of their beloved nanny. Both girls were greatly scarred by this and their relationships with their father shifted, both of them trying to escape him as soon as possible. Mack had always been smart, had always been ahead of her peers, but her always-absent parents were still seemingly surprised when she got a scholarship at fifteen. Not long after Lottie had hit eighteen, Mack was ready to leave home, packing her bags and taking the first flight to MIT, where she studied as hard as she could, determined not to fall behind because dropping out would mean returning home.

While much of MIT was a blessing for Mack, she had been thrust into a highly competitive atmosphere while battling her health at the same time. It was in her final year at MIT, when she was seventeen, that she had been exposed to alcohol and began using it to numb the constant pain both in her mind and in her body. It wasn’t long after that she discovered that cocaine not only gave her a rush but also helped her do more studying in a short amount of time, 

After graduation, she got an entry level job at a software developing company as an assistant, though she steadily grew ranks through the years. Maya was in and out of her life, though they stayed connected through letters until Lottie dropped off the grid one day. Mack continued to write her stubbornly, knowing that her sister wouldn’t ignore her for no reason at all. Mack’s career looked bright and was just about to unfold as she got a job offer to work for Ivey International, one of the world’s leading environmental technology companies. However, she had only been working there for a few months when she had a heart attack and had to spend a week in the hospital. Not long after the experience, Mack walked away from the company, going instead to investigate a town she had heard about where supernaturals lived peacefully together.

Still new to the town, Mack has been quietly studying the way people interact and continuing to write her sister letters, going as far as to code them so that she could safely send her sister the coordinates to the town. She got a job as well working with the local handyman, Clark Segen, though his death meant her taking on the entire workload herself. She even managed to befriend Shiloh Seddik, another hybrid in town, taking the opportunity to learn more about what exactly it meant to be like them. Mostly, her ambitions have been left behind, her depression telling her that her health will never let her succeed and there is no point in trying at all. Instead, she’s focusing on working in this new town and trying to find a way to improve her health and her life span, occasionally going to the Research Center and allowing experiments on her. Though she does send design plans to an old friend from MIT, hoping that she can still help the Earth to outlive her.

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Milo’s life could never have been described as easy. It was by the time that he turned six months old that he was abandoned for the first time as his mother, Helen, had left him and their family in the dust, overwhelmed by the stress of her accidental infant. When he was six, his father, Clive, left him home alone to go get groceries and failed to return at all. Milo managed to keep himself fed until two days later when his older sister, Melody, came to check on them, concerned from the lack of contact from their father. When he told her that their dad had been gone for two days, she realized that he had been abandoned by another parent and took him in, taking complete guardianship of the small boy. Milo was sixteen when his sister came home from work to find him crying in the bathroom. After a lot of prompting, he finally came out to her, explaining that a girl he took out had wanted to hook up and he couldn’t do it. She hugged him and told him she loved him and it was okay to love who he loved. 

At seventeen, Milo grew tired of seeing his sister struggle bill after bill, even having to work two or three jobs to keep them afloat. Knowing he was never part of her life plan killed him as he wanted her to have anything she wanted in life. She refused to let him get a job, wanting him to focus on school. Finally, Milo went to a clinic and lied about his age and donated sperm many times over. He never thought any of them would be used, too young to think of the possible repercussions of this action. He never told Melody.

Milo was working on his degree in criminal psychology when his sister came home and told him that they needed to move, due to the increased violence of her abusive boyfriend. The two fled and went from their home in Canada to Colombus, Ohio. They were there for a few weeks and Milo enrolled in school while his sister got a job. They were just about to move into their apartment when Melody’s ex-boyfriend showed up at their hotel and shot her. Milo tackled him and got the gun from him, ending in him shooting and killing the man. Luckily for him, Forest Hawthorne was their neighbor at the motel. The other werewolf helped him clean up the scene and stayed with him while he grieved his sister. He even helped Milo through his first full moon and the two began a relationship that ended when Milo freaked out upon hearing that Forest loved him, having become convinced that there was a correlation between someone loving him and them dying. He was alone for a few years, finishing his degree and working as a criminal psychologist. In 2003, he met Forest and (Name TBD) at a New Years party and just like that was attached to the pair of them by the hip. He and Forest continued an almost friends with benefits relationship, Milo still desperately in love with him but unable to say it. But in 2022, Forest and (TBD Name) took care of some werewolf hunters and Milo, determined to find them a safe place, went to take a look at Romulus.

When first arriving in Romulus, Milo found himself an apartment and set up the book section of TriBeCa, a book store, coffee shop, and music store. Milo loved everything about the town and was friendly to everyone he met, enthralled by the safety of the open atmosphere. His friends came to join him and TriBeCa was complete. He thought things would be simple now, or as simple as it could be as it could be while he was sleeping with the man he was in love with, no strings attached. Of course, then Forrest found Landon Kincaid. They were childhood friends, almost childhood sweethearts, and Milo finally overcame his phobia and told Forrest he loved him the same night he told him to move on and take the chance with Landon, the same night he finally told Forrest goodbye in that sense. 

That was before Tate Brandt showed up in his life. She revealed that she was his daughter from his donations, that she was bounced from home to home and even harmed in some. Her distrust of him broke his heart and her vowed to learn how to be a father and give her the love and nurturing she had never had before. He has his second bedroom set up for her in case she ever wanted to move in, secretly hoping for it though he’d never tell her for fear of pressuring her. 

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Avery’s family was far from typical. When she was four, her parents split up. It was a good decision and they remained friendly, making a loving family for their kids. Both of them remarried not long after, both to people with kids of their own. After having more kids in their respective marriages (and her father and step-mother fostering), she ended up with twelve siblings in total, counting Tate Brandt who had been fostered with them.

As a teenager, Avery was a very different person than the one she grew into. She came from a privileged family that was quite wealthy, and this led her to have an unpleasant attitude that was often directed to other kids at school (though never her family). She was a classic “mean girl”, until she was sent to boarding school to better her education. There she was suddenly the small fish in the pond and the roles reversed. She got a first hand look at the bullying she had put others through and it acted as a hard wake up call, jolting her into a much different role. 

The bullying was hard, but Avery also had her powers to worry about concealing, which was far from easy when she accidentally set things on fire when her emotions got the better of her. She became incredibly kind and gentle hearted, always looking to help someone who was struggling, especially socially. By the time she returned to her home town of Sedona, Arizona in her senior year, she was softer and kinder, always the first to reach out to someone who seemed to be struggling. This stayed with her as she went to Berkley for college. Her family life was supportive, her many siblings and mother and stepfather more than accepting of her goals and decision to go to Berkley.

Avery grew tired of her life soon after college. She had gotten a job at a magazine, and was restless with the meaningless articles about dating and clothes. Soon, she decided to hit the road and travel until she found a place to settle. Her stepfather was from Romulus and she went there mostly out of curiosity, as she had always been enamored with his stories of it, though he never told her that much detail.

Although trauma and pain were right behind her. She had barely been in Romulus for a year when she got the call that her sister and brother-in-law had died in a car accident. She became the guardian for her niece, Terra. Juggling work and guardianship has taken up nearly all of her time, leaving her barely any time to grieve herself. Nowadays, she often feels like she’s hanging on by a thread though she loves her niece dearly.

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Born Wigheard Greyson to English parents, he was thirteen years old when the Black Plague hit England and he fell ill with it himself. Without even realizing what he was doing, his Ifrit powers pulled life force from humans around him, even resulting in some of them dying faster from the plague. His family taught him about his powers over time. His mother constantly told him that he was destined for war if he would only toughen up, that sometimes they had to make sacrifices for the security of their family. It was in the mid 1400’s that his family murdered the Demoriane family. Wigheard and his uncle, Thomas, had stayed with the children of the Greyson clan during the slaughter, both feeling obligated to stop the attack but neither acting. 

Even though he disagreed with the actions, Wigheard stayed by his family and kept quiet about it, hoping to never speak of the slaughter again. In the 1500’s, the Greysons used their gifts of persuasion to secure their spots on the ship set for Roanoke. It was soon after settling that the Lamia family put their plan to leave the control of England into action, killing the humans and doing away with the bodies. They carved the word Croatoan into a tree in hopes of blaming the crime on a tribe and took the children miles away to a small place that they made their own. Wigheard had seen the entire slaughter, once again staying with the children and Thomas, and later his mother had informed him that it was “for their safety and freedom” and that he would not be permitted to stand to the side next time this sort of action was needed. Almost immediately after they resettled to a new area, Wigheard did some traveling to see the world himself, even as his mother begged him not to. At the end of the 1600’s, he returned home to find his entire village wiped out save for Thomas who had been hunting when the attack occurred.

In the coming years, Wigheard would come to join the Revolutionary War, wanting to bring freedom to the other settlers. His rage over his family’s slaughter made him a good soldier, as well as the memory of his mother’s assurance that he was made for war. He began to travel in and out of Romulus, fascinated by the society and reminded of the society that his family had made for themselves. As time went on, he fought for the North in the Civil War and took on the name Wyatt Greyson. During the war, he was nearly killed and nursed back to health by Charlie Engel. The two began an off and on relationship that would last through the years, faithful to each other every time they were together but permitted to sleeping with others in their time apart.

He returned to his uncle only for his Uncle Thomas to tell him that he had killed their Lamia community. He told him that the guilt of standing by while they murdered various groups of people to get their ultimate goal had been eating him alive for all of these centuries and that he had finally snapped. Thomas allowed Wyatt to kill him, even encouraged it, and Wyatt left immediately after doing so without looking back. He took on the name of Grey and fought in both World Wars followed by the Vietnam War. It was there that his view on the world cracked and everything that his mother had told him about his destiny and how killing for freedom was worth it fell away. The war was ugly and terrible, with children killed in front of him and neither side having any regard for human life. As soon as he returned home, Grey walked away from the life of wars and instead turned to professional boxing, even becoming a big name, almost as if with every hit he took he was paying back some of the pain he had caused.

It was in 2022 that Grey returned to Romulus. It was only because of the prompting of Charlie. He once again has been easily falling back into a quiet watch of the town. Thanks to the prodding of those that he knows in town, he has taken the job as a group counselor for those with trauma and focusing on the smithy, though sometimes he gets restless and falls into old habits, finding himself at the underground fight club.

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Landon was nine years old when his baby sister was born. During his mother’s C-Section, he was in the waiting room with his dad, a stuffed elephant clutched in his little hands, and his father bent down, looked him in the eyes, and told him that he needed to take care of her, to show her the way, to protect her. He told him that she was going to need him because the world was a scary place. And as soon as Landon and his dad were let into the room to meet little Isabelle Kincaid, he took her small hand in his own and told her that he was never going to let harm come her way. Life continued on mostly the same, with Landon practicing his shifting abilities to entertain his sister, learning the shape of the family dog, Barney. He took on a paper route as soon as he turned 12, coming home and caring for his sister before they both went off to school together, and then going home and doing homework together. With two working parents, he often found himself making them both dinner while little Bella did her homework at the kitchen table. The truth of it was that he was closer to a parent to the young girl than a brother, or maybe some mix that landed between the two. His social life outside of his baby sister wasn’t much to brag about by his own doing; he had decided at a young age that he disliked how prejudiced and judgmental their small town was. So, while he was well-liked, he kept a distance, focusing on his family, school, and job instead. He had a few friends here and there, neighbors mostly except for Forest Hawthorne who was on his route and never craved more.

It was when he was 15, on October 11, 1989, however, when life became cruel, as it often is. Landon was outside with Bella while she played, himself sitting on the porch with a novel open in his lap that he wasn’t even reading, his eyes instead tracking every movement of his sister’s. That is until he was distracted by the next-door neighbor girl, his attention shifting to take in her appearance and short skirt. But then he heard the brakes squealing and the thud, and by the time he turned, his sister was bleeding on the ground with the car that hit her just a speck down the road. He had rushed to her as quickly as he was able, as he called for help, begging her to hang on though she died at the hospital. They found out later that even if her body had still been there, her brain had shut down instantly. The next year was one of the worst of his life and Landon became sullen and withdrawn, rarely speaking to anybody and snapping at people for various things, even his employer and teachers. His parents were quiet and distant, barely talking to each other let alone him, and all that he could think was that they blamed him as much as he blamed himself.

Every day was a challenge and every night was that much harder, but it all came to a head the following summer when the calendar marked one year since his sister’s tragic death. He found his father’s old pistol and turned it on himself, his own self-hatred determined that this was better than he deserved, but that at the same time he didn’t deserve to live while she had died. Yet, his hand jerked at the last moment and the bullet hit only his right ear, leaving him partially deaf for the rest of his life and scarred, but alive. No one would believe him when he told them later, but he swore that he saw his sister in the room and became certain that she had been the one to save his life that October night. He was sent to a mental hospital in Cincinnati, and the following year changed his life completely.

Landon found a purpose, realizing that he could save other people from the same fate that he had barely avoided. He finished his schooling and became a motivational speaker and author, traveling around the world as he shared his story and helped people with their own pain. He slowly branched from self help to General Fiction, though he never entirely stopped writing self help. Fame found him quickly as he did his lectures, tours, and writing, and while he was never fully comfortable with it, he knew that it gave him a way to assist those who might need it. He kept contact with one of his old doctors, calling for assistance and guidance when needed. Even through the years and passing time, Landon still retreated every October 11, making sure not to schedule anything and calling out from work, and let himself miss his little sister and feel the guilt that was never going to heal the entire way. In 2013, he found Romulus and made his home there, becoming a grief counselor in town found a purpose, realizing that he could save other people from the same fate that he had barely avoided. Since Forest has come back into town, they’ve begun a relationship and are currently looking to adopt.

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Alexander was born the elder of two twins to Lenora and Ward Walsh, a well known Ifirt family in Romulus. His life was fairly normal (as far as normal goes, especially in Romulus) at first. He learned to control his powers and exactly what they meant surrounded by a supportive family. Soon after he and his twin brother, Julian, had turned 15, their family left Romulus to go camping for the weekend. It was going to be a fun trip, it was going to be time for them all to have a change of scenery and spend time together. It only took less than a minute for their lives to change forever during that weekend. Xander had been tending to the fire with his father, listening to his brother and mother banter back and forth and then her sentence cut off and a shot rang out. He had looked up just in time to see her body crumple, another Ifrit standing behind her with a gun. It was an immediate response; Xander had charged him and attacked him himself even as the man managed to shoot her again. It was only after that that he finally succeeded disarming the gun but not before another shot got him in the shoulder. He hardly felt it, even as he proceeded to be beat badly before finally gaining the advantage. He was in a fit of rage, hardly even there at all, when he killed the man who had murdered their mother. It was only a minute after that that he had passed out himself. 

Xander refused to use his powers to heal himself, instead determined to scar, to have a reminder for how he had failed to save his mother. He began to close himself off to everyone outside of their family, maintaining his friendly exterior but shutting off the personal details, the things that made everything feel dark. Their dad’s mental health dissolved quickly after their mother’s death, and the boys were forced to care for him and run the business as best as they could. When they graduated, Xander was furious to see that their dad hadn’t come, particularly knowing what it had meant to Julian. But when they got home, Julian went upstairs to find him before coming back down. Xander had gone upstairs himself then, fully prepared to yell at their dad, but had only found a body on the bed. Stricken and stunned, he allowed himself a few moments to panic, to feel it, to stare. But he didn’t break down, instead walking out of the room and calling 911. 

After their dad died, Xander found himself struggling against the mentality that he had to take care of things, angry that he and his brother had been forced to grow up so fast and so young. He began to rely more on the parties he went to, fell into that lifestyle even more, even as he was helping run the auto shop and going to community college to study business. Every day felt like a struggle, but he refused to tell anyone, to seek help or to even admit his problems to himself. When they did come up, he got angry instead and would tell whoever had mentioned it to drop it. When he finished community college, he reluctantly left his brother and went to a university just two hours away, studying business so that he could better run the shop. When he returned, he took over the business side of things, allowing Julian to return to the mechanics part. After that, he joined in the mechanics when he found himself able to, but for the most part didn’t mind doing business even as he complained about it. He continued to party as a way to cope with everything he had seen and experienced, and acts as if he doesn’t have a care in the world in an attempt to convince himself of that very thing. Even as others tried to tell him that he needed to behave like an adult, he stayed set where he was, determined that he already grew up enough and he wanted to keep what irresponsibility he could have.

It was only recently that an accident occurred at the auto shop. Clark Vogel had been there overseeing handiwork when Xander’s trauma was triggered and he accidentally started a fire in what he thought was self defense. The fire consumed the shop and Clark succumbed to it even as Xander tried to save him but was pulled from the flames. Since then, he’s been even more closed off than normal. He doesn’t even go out to party, though he does drink and use weed inside the house, relying on others to get food and even his drugs and alcohol, only leaving when he has to. His depression got bad enough that it was one of the reasons that his father’s brother, Balthazar, came home to Romulus, but nothing has quite pulled him from his depression yet.

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Sometimes all you ever need to survive is one person. Peter Cadoc had his one person in his older brother, Damien. They may not have had parents or any family besides each other, but that was okay. Even as they were bounced from foster home to foster home, Peter always knew that he was safe because his brother was with him. Peter was always small in stature, nerdy, and quiet, so he often attracted bullies at school. Sometimes he tried to hide it from Damien, but sometimes he didn’t or couldn’t. One of those times, when Peter was eleven, his brother came to his defense and killed the bully for him. And then Damien disappeared and Peter was left in foster care, scared and truly alone for the first time in his life. 

The foster homes were rough, full of hate and uncaring people. He was an easy target without Damien around to protect him. When it came time for him to go to a new foster home, Peter fought them as hard as he could, insisting that he had to stay so that Damien could find him. He was forced away anyway. The months turned into years and as Peter grew, he remained on the small side, quiet, and nerdy but learned how to fight back - at least somewhat. It was just after he graduated high school, when he was 17, that his werewolf gene was triggered. He had been kissing a boy from his school in an alleyway, for fear of being caught, when a man saw them and began angrily yelling homophobic slurs. The man and his friends had clearly been drinking and wasted no time in attacking them. They were grabbing both of the boys and hitting them repeatedly, but when one of them pulled out a knife and moved towards the boy Peter had been kissing, Peter lost control, getting free of the hold he was in and disarming the man before killing him himself. The other men ran immediately, as did the boy, and finally, Peter fled himself, leaving town and never looking back. It wasn’t long after that the first transformation occurred. 

Terrified and alone, Peter fought to find a balance within himself, hitchhiking to Washington State. He lived on the streets for a while, and finally managed to move into a broken down apartment, working horrible job after horrible job as he tried to make ends meet. Roommates came and went, but no one ever stayed, and Peter eventually accepted that that was how the world worked.

Everything changed when Peter was 22 and became roommates with another young man named Travis. Travis was a nymph, the first supernatural that Peter had met since Damien. They got close, bonding over their abilities and the fact that they were both LGBTQ (although Peter was far from out in the open about it after what had happened to him before). Eventually, Travis told him about a place that he had heard about called Romulus. They began making plans to go, saving their money and Peter finally allowed himself to dream about finding his brother. But then when Peter was 22, Travis was shot in town. While Peter had no concrete idea as to what happened, his own experiences led him to believe that it was another hate crime. No matter the reason, however, Peter was on his own again but he refused to let go of the hope of seeing his brother again. Desperate for a piece of hope, for a chance, he made his way to Romulus, slowly, taking buses and hitchhiking when he felt that he couldn’t afford a bus. He spent his 23rd birthday alone in a rundown motel with the last bit of his money, and it was only then that he let himself cry about losing Travis, about the knowledge that Damien probably wouldn’t even be there in Romulus, that Damien too might be dead. 

However, he found his brother in town after all and the two became roommates, with Peter getting a job as a barista at the Sweet Spot. He hit it off with Ivy Sloane immediately, the two becoming best friends until they became more. Over the summer, Peter took a job at the library, among the books that he had always loved so much.

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[wicanthropy]

The Mojave is known for producing species of life that may seem unable to thrive elsewhere. On the border lived a small family consisting of Roman and River Rhys, raised by a couple that no matter how many jobs they worked could not balance their checkbook to save their lives. Roman was slightly older, broader, taller, while River did everything he could to be just like his older brother. They were inseparable until high school, when Roman bullied his younger brother to do his homework for him. His body was changing and River couldn’t catch up, no matter how much he loved his brother or wanted to be close to him. Thankfully this didn’t last long as Roman dropped out of high school to join the biker gang The Vipers, rivals to The Coyotes who were also native to the area. River could see the unfortunate events that could only play out if his family was left down this road, and right out of high school he joined the army. Becoming a combat medic was one of the best things that ever happened to him, and after a tour he returned home, hoping he was a changed man. But there were high roads and low roads, named for a reason. With the women, booze and drugs the gang offered, River found it easy to put off finding a new job. He drank heavily to cope with what he’d seen, and it didn’t take long to knock up a woman he didn’t love. They settled on the name Mason Rowan Rhys as River continued not to look for a job. He figured he owed the gang enough, he could settle their debts later.

One summer as the Mojave grew unbearable, River found his brother’s deceased body that had obviously overdosed. Checking his phone, he found his supplier and eagerly put four bullets in the man’s chest. That very night he ran away with his son, heading eastward for anything that wasn’t a hostile desert. He found Romulus by accident, which seems to be a common occurrence that the witches refuse to speak on, in spring of 2016. The grief he felt for his brother never seemed to fade, and River found support groups for struggling alcoholics, veterans, and anything else he may need. Romulus was more of a home than anywhere River had been. He felt grounded, like his spirit had been soaring with the wind but now was anchored. The school treated his son well and respected their wishes to change his name to Rowan, sounding close enough to his uncle’s name but not identical so River’s grief wasn’t hit or confused. Currently River works as a physical therapist, both at the hospital and on-call for the people in Romulus. Because of this he has a few regular babysitters that help him take care of Rowan, a growing nine year old boy. River has a few other shifter friends that are helping him and his son learn more about what they are, for his relationship with his parents was never strong enough for them to worry about ‘what’ they were, only what they owed. He lives his now-quiet life, unaware that someone he knows shares a similar path to his own and may open doors he hoped to leave closed forever.

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Despite being born in the 15th century, Nolyn Barrett’s life didn’t begin until recently. After crossing the Atlantic Ocean in the late 1500s, overtime becoming an American, the longlasting fae had always been a wanderer while somehow keeping in touch with his younger brother Rodrik. Around 2012, while passing through a podunk town in the middle of nowhere, he ran into the woman who would be his soulmate. After a secret affair, she asked him to raise their daughter away from her town, for if her werewolf pack caught wind that she had a child with one who wasn’t in the pack nor of their kind, their little girl would no doubt be slaughtered.

Nolyn said his farewells and brought their daughter, Eden Barrett-Castella up in the San Francisco Bay Area. Over the last few years, she had gotten sick and Nolyn’s brother moved in to help their little family. Soon enough, Rodrik went scoping for a supernatural town where a special kind of healing may be needed if the little girl was to be a hybrid from parents of two different species. When he found Romulus, it seemed to have been the jackpot. Sometime in 2018 Nolyn brought his daughter Eden to town to grow up on a farm, growing crops not just for their own table but soon enough to share with the whole town. Like magic (which is the beauty of Romulus), Eden’s mother Mallory Castella arrived only a year ago and they have been a happy family ever since. Eden attends Seneca K-12 while Nolyn has become a full-time farmer, blissful in his happily ever after.

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You don’t get to die and be reborn the same. You come back,  but you come back wrong. This is the price you pay for resurrection.

Nathaniel Orion G. K. (via nathanielorion)

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