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Jae- The nonexistant
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I am Myalin Vaiz, but I go by Mya. My appearance is attached below, and this is my story.
(I realize the picture is named Valin, whatever. Ignore it)
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I wake up suddenly, looking around silently. Immediately, I notice you are standing by the door. I try to speak, but all that comes out is a cracked sigh. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, which hurts..a lot. "Who..are you?" I ask quietly, my voice almost a whisper. Why don't I know you?
Because I was in a car crash.
I am the president's, Makov Vaiz, daughter. You are my bodyguard, and you have been since I was 2 and was put under the radar. Makov has forgiven you for this incident, but tells you that you need to get me home once I am well again. When I first entered the hospital, I was an unidentifiable, messed up, bloody corpse. I now look like I had before, but I am scarred, physically and mentally, because I have amnesia. I remember skills, like the piano, how to read a map, things like that. I have forgotten names, people, my own name, my own age, who I am, who my family is, my favorite things. Everything. Will you help me remember, or twist me to your own will? will you protect me, or let me die?
(I realize the picture is named Valin, whatever. Ignore it)
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I wake up suddenly, looking around silently. Immediately, I notice you are standing by the door. I try to speak, but all that comes out is a cracked sigh. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, which hurts..a lot. "Who..are you?" I ask quietly, my voice almost a whisper. Why don't I know you?
Because I was in a car crash.
I am the president's, Makov Vaiz, daughter. You are my bodyguard, and you have been since I was 2 and was put under the radar. Makov has forgiven you for this incident, but tells you that you need to get me home once I am well again. When I first entered the hospital, I was an unidentifiable, messed up, bloody corpse. I now look like I had before, but I am scarred, physically and mentally, because I have amnesia. I remember skills, like the piano, how to read a map, things like that. I have forgotten names, people, my own name, my own age, who I am, who my family is, my favorite things. Everything. Will you help me remember, or twist me to your own will? will you protect me, or let me die?