I am the perfect soldier.

Emotionless…on the outside, anyway.

I allow no one close to me. I do not allow myself to exhibit love, that would only endanger them. I feel it though; deep in my heart there is a place that stirs when he is near.

I love him.

He calls himself the God of Death, but he is my God of Life. At times the memory of his smile is the only thing that drives me on; I long to see it again.

The next time I see him…I will be the perfect soldier no more. I will be me and I will love him.

And he will smile.


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