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McMillan was a man who was proud of many things. Of all his successful robberies. Of all the treasures piled up in his home. Of the first knife he made and kept on his person. Above all else, though, he was proud of his gang. Yes, without them, his robberies wouldn't have been so successful...

To see a new world, different and similar to my own. To create instead of live. I wrote to control my mentality, and see the parts of me that I've hidden from myself. To bring out darker thoughts and concepts gained from time lived, and make them shine bright. Truth. Acceptance. Breathe in...

Good story overall. Only actual thing I'd suggest is maybe add in the genre(s) in the Title, do people know what they're getting into. Personal problem is that I ship Toriel with Asgore.

A more recent addition to the ever expanding strangeness that is my mind. This came from an Roleplay that I've recently joined. I had an idea, and I was bored enough to come up with something to expand it. Now we have another parody song for the holidays. A Glimpse into the Mind: Anri the Snow...

This one is another glimpse of the past. A thought from a young woman who was reminiscing about a moment in her childhood. Strange one this is, though not really something I would favor. It's why I have decided to throw it in here. Let's take a look at it, shall we? A Glimpse into the Past: A...

Ah...This one. This one is actually young. Almost two years old. A memory of the Past, where I was trying my hand at RPing in a rather...mature Roleplaying Game. It has disappeared from existence now, but I have managed to keep a small part of it with me. For the memories...The horrible...

Hello... I am Otomos. Otomos the Crazy. I am a quillsman. Or is it quillswoman? It doesn't matter. Madness invaded, invades, and will invade my mind. This will act as a sort of...storage for it. Memories of the Past. Documentation of the Present. Visions of the Future. Glimpses into the void...