-Síofra origin-
~When I was created or born as humans call it. I wasn't made one. I was two, the other me was perfect always did as they were told. The perfect little soldier. I admired that about them. I on the other hand always had questions my own preferences. One day that got me into trouble and our so called creator, or father decided that my punishment wouldn't be my own. He took my two and he forced them inside me, literally fused us together for what felt like years in agony. Until we were the unbearable, indistinguishable singular you see before you. I have spent lifetime after lifetime searching to undo what was done to them to get them back. But it's not possible I've kicked up every bloody stone and turned every dusty page. After all this time, my questions are finally answered. I will always be alone never whole never anything but discontent. I broke myself looking for these answers and I can't ever be put back.~
