My sweet love.

How can I start to explain what I feel about you if I can’t ignore what the people think about how I feel? They say that I’m a boy that never grew up, that it’s just a silly illusion. Who gave them the right to decide what I feel?

I learned at an early age that love was being there for the person you love no matter what. You have been there for me when I was down, when I threw my hopes out the window and gave up on life. You picked me up and talked me through it; day after day you have been there for me.

More than just two desperate strangers that met on chat room, we collaborate inside the game and learn more about each other every day. I have learned to love you through every word, through every thought.

I can’t sleep if you didn’t login into the game as usual and you didn’t reply my messages. I worry about you more than you can ever imagine. Because I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you, who would I call? How would I help you?

Here I sit looking at the screen, typing away what I feel about you in the keyboard. I knew there was somewhere out there only for me, someone that I could trust, someone that I could laugh and cry with, someo

I came to this world without a mother or a father to raise me, or anyone to teach me how to hold my sword. I learned my way into the land by exploring and making mistakes. I am nobody's property, I go where my heart desires.

I sit on a log outside the alchemy store waiting for my clan mates, my brothers and sisters in arms. I sharpen my sword and look up to the leaves up on the trees. Years have passed since my first footprints sunk on the sand in the wide spread desert. My skin is not young and clear anymore, the battles have now drawn roads and symbols from where I once bled. Yet, there are no traces from my previous lives before my current, no holes from the bullets that entered my body and came out burning pieces of skin. Those times are long gone now, but will stay with me forever.

"Are you ready?" the clan master asks me. "Lead the way" I say while I stand. Hopefully this won't be a fatal battle for me, but I will rather die trying that running away.

The things on my backpack are only what I need, everything else I give to people that shows me good intentions. "But this is too expensive!!" they tell me sometimes when I give them items. I can'

Me

My name is Cesar Chacon but you can call me Suki.

Background:

I have been a Web Developer since 2000. I took programming in High School where I made my first database program. On July 2005 I started working as an intern in Autoelectronica de Juarez (Yazaki Corporation) as a Web Developer there I got hands on experience with ASP, SQL, JavaScript, HTML, CSS, and MS Access. I worked there for a year creating custom web applications from scratch involved in problem solving operations with time constraints.

After that I worked on learning video editing, digital sound editing and photoshop. I dedicated myself to be a freelancer Web Developer and I created a couple of websites for small companies.

On August of 2004 I enrolled in The University Of Texas at El Paso where I am still studying towards my Bachelors Degree in Computer Science. I started learning 3D modeling on Fall of 2007, I became more and more inter