Jaqcuis: My fear and my friend
Jaqcuis: Care for a little snack?
Jaqcuis: I'm just gonna wait and see
Jaqcuis: The Greeter
Jaqcuis: All she ever want is to feel relief
Jaqcuis: Sometimes you feel like drowning in your own subconscious, wondering deep in thoughts...
Jaqcuis: Sacrifices have to be made to survive
Jaqcuis: I guess I was never good to begin with?
Jaqcuis: What's it like to have a soul?
Jaqcuis: The girl he loves