Hi, hello, I'm writing a book (because why not), if you have any ideas or comments please let me know. (I apologize for my terrible ability to spell/correctly use grammar) here we go

hoo boy...

"He paced back and forth along the lines and lines of Avians, an entire population, an entire planet. What was he doing, these were his people, his home. He couldn’t do this, not to them, he- no. These people had thrown him away, they sent him out to die because of who he was. What, he was. This was what they deserved, this was necessary. He stopped in front of one of them, she was at average height, olive skin and short black hair that faded to a muted purple. Judging by her uniform she was a fighter pilot, a cadet he presumed. Out of mere curiosity he pushed up her black sleeve revealing a diamond-shaped marking at her wrist, her ID, he tapped her cold skin and blue luminous writing appeared above her wrist. No name was given, he found this rather odd, she had no birthdate or place of residence, unexpected, all that appeared was Subject #3339. He dropped her hand, blood pounding in his ears, how had he not recognized her, she was his downfall, she caused this, the child of Lunar. He grasped his chest, forcing himself to breathe. If she was still alive 3338 must be as well, he got shakily to his feet and ran his hands through his mess of hair. Breath, he thought they can’t hurt you when they’re under your control, he focused his mind on the energy flooding the room. The glamour was comfortably familiar to him, he channeled it into the form he would take as the Avians ruler. "

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