𝔼𝕫𝕣𝕒

*im a 5'4 boy with medium leangth pink hair. im not that musculane nor even do i look male. As I fall, my mind feels at ease. the air around my body is... Nice. atlast my escape from reality breakes as I hit the Rocky bottom of the Cliff, shatrering all if my bones, organs, my entire body. its a very grusom sight*

*Ezra stares in horror, tears welling up in his eyes as he watches the horrible scene*

*atlast, my curse comes out on top. I cant hide in the sweet embrace of death. What you see is unexplainable. my organs rearange in the correct spots, my bones crack back in place, my blood seemingly runs back into my veins.*

*Ezra's expression turns to one of concern* You can't die? And...you're not joking?

*smiles and writes: want more proof?*

*shrugs and jumps out of the plane without a parachute*