AUTHOR'S NOTE:
The darkness lurks within us all. But what we perceive to be darkness is always different.
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Life spoke to the void.
"Why do so many hate me? Yet they cling so tightly to my cloak."

Death spoke to the void.
"I am accursed and feared by so many. Yet they all come to me in the end."

Joy spoke to the void.
"I am pursued by all. Yet they find me so elusive."

Hope asked the void:
"Why am I both held so tightly and thrown so easily away?"

War spoke to the void.
"I am what they hate. Yet they cannot live without me."

Peace spoke to the void.
"I am sought by all. Yet they have never found me"

Innocence asked the void:
"Why am I both the first they have and the first they lose?"

Strife asked the void:
"Why am I the one...