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who am i?? am i a god?? a being of benevolence, of wisdom?? no... i am but one being.. one soul no different than anyone else, no more special or blessed. i can not offer salivation to the world.. i can not solve it's problems..
The first tale
With the revelation of substance revealed to the something, its next thought was; who am i? it floated for many ages, thinking and pondering this new question, until it finally found the answer.
Thunderclap Echo's First Day
And who am i talking to, for celestia's sake?"
Post Apocalyptic Earth Background
who am i, you ask? oh.... i'm the chronicler... no, i won't tell you how old i am, just know, that you won't find any better information than what i will give you...
Project Guardian: Chapter 1: Beginnings.
"who am i?" she shook her head. "your subject 553 of the guardian project." 553 had a look of disappointment on his face. they looked into each other's eyes as a team of soldiers came in and surrounded 553.
Torn Apart
_it was hard enough not staring at him in class but it's impossible when he ....who am i kidding its always impossible._ with his sky blue eyes watching me ,tail swaying with the wind it was almost hypnotic.
Battle of Destiny Chapter 1: The Nameless Boy and The Mysterious Girl!
"who am i? what am i doing here?" he got up on his feet and looked at what he was wearing, suddenly, he heard some rustling and started to look around and finally saw someone come out.
Layers - Chapter 6
who am i? normally when my thoughts are scattered, i would rearrange the house but i can't do that right now. so, i just relax and think. who am i? now what? it's hard to do but i put away the thoughts and concerns about whether this is permanent now.
Of Magic and Fur (Part 1)
"who am i?!" as i try to gather my senses and remember what was happening, the sudden realization comes to me that i don't remember anything that happened to me, or even my name, for that matter.
Lead Astray: Thank You
I would be excited, but who am i to lead anyone when i can't even lead myself. as i looked over the classroom, i saw a new set of faces. all different, holding their own stories. i wanted to know more about them.
cassandra and me chapter 1
Why do i have these things on me... wait, who am i again? huh." a scream can be heard from a ways away "i wonder who that could be" "kyaaa, someone save me, please!"
Chasing
who am i to protest? she checks me over right after, especially if i have an injury, real or pretend. not once have i had to visit a hospital or ended up bed-ridden because of our ventures into the forest.