The Fractured 47

We are what G.O.D. threw away. Creating us in his own image, he was frightened at what he saw. He felt we were blasphemy coming out of his own mind, a poison… a wretched reminder of who he really is. Shunning his own flesh and blood, he sent us into the depths of your sins. Forgoing all he once used to ponder, we now wander… trying to break free from his succumbing grasp. 


At last we have finally found the means to escape from his tyranny. As time ticks on… as fate watches gleefully… live with we… as freedom is closer to obscurity.