What is it about me? What is it that fate seems to deny me true love? I don't usualy ask for much, but it seems that asking for love is too much for Fate to give me.
In another sense, I can understand it. I am on a different level of love. Like how there is brotherly love, parental love, mate-love... I am on a different level. I am a Guardian, a tool for others. I can only give love and never recieve it. Because when I give love, it seems that no one ever truely does their best to return or mirror my effort for them. There-for, I believe that I can only ever be a tool and not loved for anything but that, a tool for others happiness.
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The Dark Book of The Guradian of Guardians
An old, tattered, and ruined black book, golden writing decorates it's cover, do you dare open?
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Vext Hita_Fallen Angel
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