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Post by Guest on Jan 30, 2008 22:14:53 GMT -5
Two pay per views have come and gone, and Zero was successful at both of them. His bank account was starting to become bigger than it had been in months. The more that he'd be able to get, the more that he'd be able to put into his quest to find his identity, who he truly is. How long it would take for him to find himself, it could be a week, it could be years. He wouldn't quit once he started.
Another thing that was starting to get on Zero's nerves, was always having to wear the mask. He didn't want to wear it anymore, but had no choice. It truly was a burden on how he lived his life. He couldn't live it like a normal person. And that angered him. It was like some sick type of torture.
But for now, he would just relax. He placed a chair on the outside of his locker room. He placed it along the wall so that when the leg part of the chair was outstretched, it went along with the wall. So Zero was sitting in this chair, relaxing. [/i][/center]
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