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The One the World Is Here To Protect

In the book of prophecies a great secret a great conspiracy of the muse revealed by the suicidal head of the beast of annihalation someone born by such a name but what is in a name that drives himself to madness cursed to think the worst not knowing the truth the world around him knows the truth for powerful forces reveal the future of the fates to the population iof they fail their test Keep this person alive Born of this name cursed with paranoia of conspiracies of long ago times forgotten \legacies of kings and grudges of old guesses and second guesses the population works to protect the one prophecied the one they believe will become an easy task to keep safe but in any world where danger lurks who knew the person born of this name would seemiongly plan to fail his task of surviving himself and the cushion of an easy life around him to push society to its limits to earn the stairway to heaven of utopia of the object mankind has been craving but whom is the one after the prophecied fool out to fool everyone who is the man in the middle blindly safe pointing fingers at enemies suspiciously whom are not enemies at all? yet there to serve their purpose to protect the prophecied brave fool whom may seemingl plan to fail if he is brave and society just might help him along the way to realise who is he and who he isnt without a word spoken if this prophecied person prophecied to be protected by mankind is senselessly brave will mankind stop the chaos if he falls for the madness himself and goes to battle the whole world on his side for it could get messy if mankind fails the test of babysitting this prophecied being but surely mankind has plans of their own a crime of the century a protest demands for there being proof of such gods My first middle and last names are songs as is my birthday i just keep guessing bravely living in fear planning to succeed and fail stirring the pot and milking it who am i ask I am but a man if you cant save me from yourself and me from myself the future must be doom and gloom game on everywhere i go is a crime scene everyone a suspect everyone a body guard the gods love me and somwhere in this mess mankind plays a role of teaching me not to destroy myself

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