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Welcome to my fun little story
In this world where noone is free.
You can join the fun through the words.
Watch the people die or even worse
(worse worse)
Down in the maze by my design
A little beast struggles to defy.
Her wriggles elicit joy, her struggles fun.
Her adventures will continue till its done
Little beast hear my call, (call call?
...your struggles are in vain,
your will will fall, just as surely as I reign.
I am the Author,
The Writer of Fate.
Auditor, of the broadcast you play.
You are my toy and my design. (So I break you)
Author, of your pain.
Artist, of what you face.
You can defy
but you...can... not hide.
Who do you think you are,
Fighting against me (stop this now)
You are my character to play,
I will break you everyday.
You should run. You should hide.
But instead you choose to fight.
You don't even know me
But you stand in my way
Your adventures could continue on and on.
Adventure till every battles won.
Instead you level your blade to the eye.
As, you stare upon your demise.
Little Beast, heed my call.
Stop, battering the wall.
For even when you break through
I will not be done with you!
I am the Author,
The Writer of Fate.
Auditor, of the broadcast you play.
You are my toy and my design. (So I break you)
Author, of your pain.
Artist, of what you face.
You can defy
but you...can... not hide.
Little beast why do you fight
against my cleansing write,
I forge your fate with my hands.
Yes, I write your end
No... no... you don't even know,
you don't understand
no matter little beast
no matter what you do.
Your brothers and your sisters
Your friends and your lover
Your foes and your rival,
all are mine to control (mine to control)
For...I am the Author,
The Writer of Fate.
Auditor, of the broadcast you play.
You are my toy and my design. (So I break you)
Author, of your pain.
Artist, of what you face.
You can defy
but you...can... not hide.
I am the Author,
The Writer of Fate.
Auditor, of the broadcast you play.
You are my toy and my design. (So I break you)
Author, of your pain.
Artist, of what you face.
You can defy
but you...can... not hide.
Little beast, fear my call,
Hide from my swirling write
You can never escape me
my unending firey rage.
Little beast, I hunt down your friends.
Monster, that's what I am.
Can you even see me
And know what I've done.
Count your comrades
Count them twice
be sure the number's same both times, for you can't know what I've done
(I can take your friends, and you would never know.
Writing In my book it's all a show)
You think you are strong
but I made you weak.
You think you are great
but you're obsolete.
Little beast, you will fall
You will never break that wall.
My power is supreme,
and you will fall to me.
Your brother, sister, and your friends,
they are mine to command,
they fight with you for now...
but they will destroy you.
Reader, reader hear my call
My broadcast's final call.
The end of the beast and my great victory.
For...I am the Author,
The Writer of Fate.
Auditor, of the broadcast you play.
You are my toy and my design. (So I break you)
Author, of your pain.
Artist, of what you face.
You can defy
but you...can... not hide.
I am the Author,
The Writer of Fate.
Auditor, of the broadcast you play.
You are my toy and my design. (So I break you)
Author, of your pain.
Artist, of what you face.
You can defy
but you...can... not hide.