30 day anime challenge Day 13 - Anime character you are most similar to

Washes over me

Seaweed and sand

Sticking to my skin

Saltwater and scars

As a heartbroken youth Evil was anything that caused pain (intentional or not) A distortion of what pure love is (Hurting others)

As an enlightened adult (Wise to my faulty perception) Evil became that which consumes (Takes and takes) Without ever being satiated (A hollow pit where all is lost)

But I’ve heard others describe evil as That which is wicked (Immoral) Something that refuses to obey (Rebellion) That which seeks total control (Manipulation) Anything that impedes enlightenment (Attachment) The inability to empathize (Selfish greed) Or anything that causes fear But life itself is evil Constantly sinning (Against its own will) Causing pain (Intentionally and unintentionally) Consuming without remorse (Endlessly) The universe taking various shapes (And forms) (Immorality) (Manipulation) (Attachment) Through (Greed) (rebellion) (Fear) (Attachment) (Control) Never a single static form Or definition

It began with worshiping nature and (gods)                 Giving names to that which we don’t understand Then those with an iota of understanding Began to make stories to help others understand

Good and evil (Right and wrong) Began to take form in our minds And our polarized psyche began to worship in the binary

Then logic and science began to become our subject of worship Then ideals of (Freedom) (Love) (Justice) (Equity)

All empty and meaningless objects of vanity Simply human minds trying to grasp the elusive wind called ‘purpose’

this and also the only difference between fanfic writers and writers who sell their own original works as careers is that fanfics aren’t monetized. that’s all.

being a “professional” writer doesn’t mean your works are inherently better than fanfics. I’ve read so many fics that are more professionally written than some published books.

I can show you How to fill the hollow pit inside  

I can teach you How your addictive tendencies can be turned into power   The power to become greater (An obsession) Than anything you have ever been (Whatever you put your soul into)

If you were born with a broken heart (Like me) I’ll show you to use that despair to make art (The kind for people like us) Your binding anxiety (Another form of fear) Can be used as a catalyst to show others That life is worth living (Move forward)

Let me turn your trauma (Every single tragedy) Into a mastery of emotions (The ones your reject) Not only holding happiness and love tightly to your chest But using your anger and hatred when necessary (Your armor and blade) Embracing fear and sadness (To achieve balance within)

It began with worshiping nature and (gods)                 Giving names to that which we don’t understand Then those with an iota of understanding Began to make stories to help others understand

Good and evil (Right and wrong) Began to take form in our minds And our polarized psyche began to worship in the binary

Then logic and science began to become our subject of worship Then ideals of (Freedom) (Love) (Justice) (Equity)

All empty and meaningless objects of vanity Simply human minds trying to grasp the elusive wind called ‘purpose’

I liked your weirdness The darkness that came apparent as you revealed to me secrets Your scars and birthmarks The way you couldn’t initially talk to me The way your turned red in frustration As you unbuttoned my shirt The funny sounds you made As my teeth sunk into your skin And The way you breathed As we both became one I loved every single crack in your soul Every imperfection that you despised so much Because they’re all a piece of you

I even loved the way you left 

An old memory of myself still clings to the idea Of a loyal friend that I would gladly die for Knowing they would do the same

A version of myself (Somewhere within) Yearns for acquiring the perfect ideals I once held in my heart