The way anyone ever would believe anything I say. Is if they saw it for themselves, I'll explain.

A long time ago in Praxius I was happy, I was social, I let everyone in my life. I let FireRage in my life.

This was before Chromedome...way back.

For at least 5 thousand years we were together. And we promised ourselves to each other..but then on the week before our ceremony he came home drunk..

That night I had never felt that scared..things happened that can't even be described in words....we canceled the ceremony and he used me as his interface slave....in a way I guess it's my fault for having the body of a pleasure drone..

But soon after I left him and I tried turning him in but no one ever believed me. FireRage was a sculptor so it was hard to believe he was ever dangerous.

My point is for most of my life I lived in fear that he'd find me again...

But...even if I have accepted him back as my friend.....

I still can't forget the side that hurt me

And some may not believe a word I'm saying...but I'm use to it by now.