Why I Built The Bad Breed Maa’s in the First Place” Told by Rage — the tiny, pissed-off arsonist of your soul. You wanna know why the Bad Breed exists? Why this whole Realm of Chaos is crawling with loud-mouthed, sharp-toothed, fire-starting weirdos? Fine. Sit down. Shut up. Rage is talkin’. Because the Bad Breed wasn’t just “created.” It erupted. VEX? That little chaos goblin didn’t come from nowhere. She’s every breakdown you shoved into your chest and kept walking with. She’s the part of you that survived every mess you were “supposed” to drown in. She’s the
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“The Day I Stopped Asking Permission to Exist” Written by : One Bad Maa There’s a day in every woman’s life where she wakes up and realizes she’s been living on mute. Not because she didn’t have a voice. Not because she didn’t have fire. But because somewhere along the line, she started asking for permission just to breathe. To speak. To wear what she liked. To chase what she wanted. To be too much, too loud, too alive. And she didn’t even notice she was doing it. Not until one very specific day when something snaps, not in