Different

His fluffy white hair fell in unruly bangs just over his crystal blue eyes. He had a lopsided smile and a deep dimple in his left cheek just beside his perfectly chiselled lips. He was trained to fight. To obey and observe the standards set by his master. Since he was young he had one sole purpose. To give his life up for the greater good. Or more accurately, evil. But the boy had other plans. Other dreams and aspirations. He wanted to escape. To free those dear to him and to live whatever pitiful life he could after “deferring” from his birth land, Atlantis. That was what he wanted, at least. Until he met her…