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Waltz, Wally

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He/Him

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23

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September 14th

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Mt.Silver

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The Association

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Fence

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Heterosexual

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Baker/Vigilante

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There once was a pair of farmers, a loving couple that bore a loving son. The farmers did not have much and money was scarce, but for their young son they spared no effort to gift him whatever he needed. For the two farmers, their son Walther was their life, but as time went on they realized just how cruel life was. Walther’s father, who was strong and kind, grew sick as time went on. It was an illness that just would not ease, but even then, no matter the pain he did what he could and supported his family. Walther’s mother did her part as well. She who was strong yet frail as well took the work that the father could not at all. She raised her son and did work along the farm while babysitting a young child near her own son’s age. [break]
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For Walther he admired and respected his parents. He loved them with all his heart and he did whatever he could for them even though it wasn’t much at all. Aside from his parents the only person he ever knew in his young life was his childhood friend Estelle. She was a girl he knew longer than he could remember and somebody special and dear to him as she was the only friend he knew. His parents and that girl were the only people who were close to him, but fate would merely separate the young Walther from them.[break]
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Walther was only 7 years old when fate chose to rip him away from his quiet and happy life. For the young boy’s father his condition begun to worsen and he worried about his son’s future. With the farm not doing well he chose to take a gamble. He took a sizeable loan that was offered to him by a notorious loan shark. Walther’s father did not know what he had gotten himself into but he received the money and with it he utilized it to the best he could. What was assumed to be a failed project by the loan sharks was instead beginning to be proven that was doomed to fail begun to then show promise. Perhaps it was because they disliked the boy’s father or perhaps they just disliked seeing their victims actually succeed, but nonetheless they demanded payment when it was obvious that payment could not be paid off just yet. [break]
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A battle begun the moment Walther’s father announced he was unable to pay off the debt. What the loan sharks demanded from the pair of farmers was either they sell Walther to them or face the consequences. The boy’s father could not accept such a thing and with that a massacre occurred. Walther’s father was never really a Pokemon trainer, merely using Pokemon for assistance around the farm rather than actual battle and it was because of this that they lost terribly. Walther witnessed it all, the bandits that took the guise of lenders grabbed the young boy along with his mother and father and had them watch as their precious pokemon were killed off. [break]
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They laughed, the bandits laughed as they tossed the father to the ground and begun to brutally beat him while terrible things happened to the mother. For the bandits their pride was important and to be rebelled against was deserving of punishment. Walther wanted to run to his parents, to stop all that had happened they held his head and forced him to watch. They told him to engrave it into his memory, the futility of life. The young boy’s mind was shattered and with it his parents stopped moving. Their life was taken and the farm was set ablaze. Unmoving and unable to react any further, Walther was taken away by the bandits, to be sold away to those that were willing to pay. [break]
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Walther endured months of hell, almost completely emotionless as eventually he was sold. A cult had eventually decided to buy the young boy, finding him perfect for what they desired. They were a group that worshiped and praised the spacial dragon Palkia. They did everything they could to create a new world and for that they used the prized relic that they had managed to obtain. With Walther, the group took the young boy to the fabled spear pillar intending to use the Lustrous Orb in order to summon their god and use the young child as a sacrifice. Perhaps upon the whim of the dragon itself, but with their actions and devotion they were successful. [break]
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From the orb the legendary pearl dragon was summoned forth and what was originally supposed to be a thing of wonder was met with terror. Displeased upon being summoned for something so petty in its eyes, Palkia let out a powerful roar that distorted space itself around the area, twisting and ripping apart all that was there, save for one. The young boy that was intended as a sacrifice stood in the midst of the mangled corpses. The boy had nothing, no reason to live and nothing to return to, but it was when staring at certain death he realized that he did not wish to die. He held something he desired and even though it was petty he still held onto that desire to get revenge for his parents. It wasn’t a drive form of hatred alone, but a pure feeling that he felt that he it was something he had to do for his parents. He was determined to live and could not accept death as he stared at the dragon with fierce eyes. Perhaps the dragon witnessed this and took interest in this determination, but the space began to distort and with it Walther found himself losing consciousness as his body was taken somewhere else. [break]
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Eventually Walther would find himself waking up in a foreign city. With nothing but the clothes he wore Walther could only live on homeless and work towards surviving for himself. He disliked the idea of stealing, but it was something he had to do to survive. Success was rare and most of the time Walther went without food as he lived on the streets, but he did what he could do to live. For the young boy all he could think about was merely to live on and nothing more. He was like a doll that merely had one objective and only stuck to that objective and nothing more.[break]
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Sitting on the streets empty and emotionless he merely watched as the people merely walked by, but one faithful day he noticed a pretty woman would walk by. He would see the woman pass by numerous times and eventually the woman would come to him and speak kindly to him. With each visit she was kind to him and eventually she began to take him out for meals and even keep him company for a bit, scolding him whenever he wasn’t at his usual spot. The woman confused him quite a deal, he didn’t know why she did all these things for a child such as him, but Walther went along with the woman’s acts of kinds and eventually he received an offer from the woman. [break]
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The woman offered him the chance to live with her at her home, a sudden offer that was up to Walther to choose to accept. His mind was tell him not to trust her, that he would be hurt by her like all the others did to him, but his feelings said otherwise. The woman made her feel a warmth that he hadn’t felt in such a long time. His face was emotionless, yet tears ran down his face as he cried out an acceptance. He accepted the woman’s offer and with that he begun to live with her. [break]
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Lan Chi Ming, an assassin that held the gift that prevented her from growing old. It was this very woman that took him in and with that she showered him with kindness. The empty Walther began to open up and eventually he begun to care for the woman greatly and saw the woman as his mother. He had a new life, a new happier life, but he couldn’t discard the past. The revenge he desired still remained a part of him and with it he begged his mother to train him as an assassin. It would be years later when Walther was 18 that he decided to put his training and experience to and end it all. [break]
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For the first time since he was taken away Walther returned to him hometown. The very group that had taken advantage of his parents had grown disorganized. Over the years discord had formed between the group and Walther took advantage of it. For the bandits that did not expect such an attack they were picked off one by one. Walther made them suffer as they died and in the end there was nothing more. The very revenge that pushed him to live was achieved, but Walther felt nothing. He felt as empty as he did before when he lost everything. His business with his past had come to an end…at least that’s what he initially thought. There was only one thing tying him to the past, the very feeling he felt when he first met the spacial dragon. For him that fear stuck to him to this day, but he still desired to see that dragon once more. [break]
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With that desire Walther changed his destination and headed to the ancient Spear Pillar once more. Alone without a catalyst or anything of the sorts, Walther walked towards the fabled grounds and upon his arrival the space began to distort around him and with it he found himself in another dimension. Floating in the empty space and before him he found himself floating before the legendary Palkia. With a loud roar the dragon transformed and before him the dragon took the appearance of Walther, albeit his eyes were a burning red and hair was white as snow. [break]
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“It it’s because of you that I regained my life...It is because of you that I found the resolution to live on…that fear brought me back to life and with it I found my new life…I came here to thank you” Walther spoke those words calmly and the dragon could only smirk [break]
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“but that determination that kept you pushing on through life…has come to an end…have you come to die?” The dragon spoke but Walther merely closed his eyes. There was nothing but silence, but eventually he shook his head.[break]
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“I came to end this chapter in my life…for closure…perhaps I did come to die and end it all, but now I realize I can’t...that woman needs me… I will live so I cannot leave that woman alone…though she may have eternity…so long as I can prevent it…I won’t let her grieve…” Walther said resolutely. [break]
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The dragon laughed he laughed and laughed “You have pike my interest a second time boy! I wish to see where this life of yours shall take! Yes…ease my boredom! Let me see where this path of your will take in this endless world!” Palkia yelled out in glee as he thrust his arm through the chest of Walther. There was no physical wound, but Walther felt the sharp pain in his chest as everything began to blur as he lost consciousness.[break]
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Hours later Walther would eventually find himself awakening, waking up in the empty ruins of Spear Pillar. His chest pained him dearly, but other than that he felt no different than when he first arrived. With his purpose at the ruins now over, Walther made his way home only to realize his normally black hair had turned white. His soul now begun to merge with the spacial dragon’s. Two beings in one body, Walther found that he had become a gijinka and had obtained the powers of Palkia (albeit to a minor level). Though it was immensely rare, Walther would also find his personality shift upon the dragon’s whim.[break]
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For Walther, his early life’s chapter had ended, but he lived his life and moved on, living with the mother he cared for. With his life set he begun to live his life as a baker, but conflict had always been a part of his life and with it he also lived his life as a freelance assassin.

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>>> TL;DR

there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.



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>>> FRIENDSHIP

see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.

>>> HATESHIP

see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.

>>> LOVESHIP

see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.

>>> WANTED

see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.