" I am afraid, not of losing my soul, but of losing my heart, what would be of me without it?
How would I live if I was not to hear you sweet voice everyday and to feel your soft skin against mine ?
I do not know, and to think of it scares me, it makes me shiver through the very fabric of which I am made, for deep down, behind this weary face, inside this scarred body in the middle of this darkness that made me a Demigod, for you, my heart, I am nothing more than a man ." - What rests beneath, the Demigod chronicles!
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