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It's smoke stacks touch the moon and cloud it's judgment with the choking darkness. "I cannot breathe or see because of the infamous acts of Factory Thirteen..." Tears run down his face as the moon shows his sorrow. "The corruption begins to control me now." He says as his silver hue turns to a chaotic black. Factory thirteen, what they produce is unknown, perhaps it's only purpose is to pollute, decay, and destroy everything around it, this is what I thought as I looked at the feed. Just then, the vile sphere floating in the once peaceful sea of stars started to speak... "Finally, I am free from the accursed Celies Seal, and now I, Osalixar will begin the process known as the FCC!!" Before I could see more of the terrible sight, the feed went off line. "Man what was that?" I said to a man known as Trisan Elwan, clad in black with a mask covering his face and showing blood thirsty red eyes that haven't had their fill... When I looked into those sinister eyes, I got a sudden pain in my chest, my sight started to become blurry and, my hearing slowly faded into oblivion. As soon as I averted my gaze from his eyes, all of my senses came back so fast that I almost lost my sense of balance. "Heh Heh... Don't stare at my eyes too long, all of my anger, fear, and hatred are within them. Staring at them for a extended period of time could be fatal." "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind..." I said to the shadowy figure.
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