Cindy literally went to a school for villains. Amy helped me at the risk of her own life. Amy is sweet, kind and pretty brave for a girl with no training.

Cindy lied to me and my family. Yet during that time she didn't do anything wrong and the only reason we found out she was lying is because she had to come clean to make sure her mom didn't hurt us.

I can't help but feel like even though she pretended to have amnesia, the smiles she shared with my family weren't fake. I can't help but feel like she was happy spending time with me without trying to kill me.

I hurt Amy. I still care about her though. Everyone says she's perfect for me. Even I say that. We argue but never fight, if that makes sense. Amy makes me feel brave. She makes me mad because she puts her self at risk for the sake of others. Cindy does too but she'd kill me if I ever told her that to her face.

The legend's little sister or the villain's daughter. The hero or the villain. They both saved me in some way and they both ruined me in another. Might as well stick to Logan and Nico, that's a less confusing situation. Just me and the guys. But then again, how on earth am I supposed to just forget about them. They're unforgettable. Like a blend between fire and ice, they seem to both work together and go against each other. Something tells me if the ever truly work together, I'll be the one they're against.

To be a hero or to a villian is to shackle oneself to an ideal. Both of them are trapped. Trapped in expectation. Some one might say that a villian does whatever he/she wants but do they...

Or is the villian limited in what he/she can do to out of the bounds of his/her terrian. All others scorn and fear the villian and fear is powerful. Yes it grants the villian power over the masses but also destroys the chance of good in them.

A hero is no less trapped. Trapped by their own principles. By what a 'hero' must act like.

No I say be none. Don't hide your decisions by labelling them the actions of a hero or a villian. They are your decisions. Own up to them. Let them be yours.

In an uncertain, Godless world there is hope of something new. A promise made by a man built from pain tells us that we can have hope of a better life. The loss of truly beloved, a crippling self hatred taken out on others, bearing the pain of watching loved ones suffer. For whatever reason they suffer they don't have to worry about those pains in the next world, he promises resurrection, he promises change, he promises hope. He calls them together to fight for his cause because alone he can't inherit what the Gods left when they abandonded us. Through strength, intelligence, faith, and loyalty he will take them to the next world that he will create. No more pain, no more loss, no more bad things- there will only be good things in this world but at a cost... In order to have this new world, this one would have to die and that wasn't an issue for many since they just wanted to leave this horrible place behind. Even though some had nothing in this world to miss they couldn't help but still think they were doing the wrong thing, but they kept on with the belief that it wouldn't matter when the next world was here. Nobody was sure if it truly was possible but that was the blind faith they were willing to have for such great things. If people had to get hurt to achieve this goal then so be it, they had better stay out of their way before they don't get a chance to be in the new world. The long fight has gone on for too long but soon there will be peace, but this world can't have peace because of its design, so there's only one option left.