02-16-2021, 10:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-16-2021, 10:15 PM by Ocean Side.)
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What first drew us together was the death that loomed behind me. Much like a viper or a buzzard, he was drawn to it. Then, we became friends. Brothers, even.
The day I killed him was the day I severed the chains of fate. I broke free from the shackles that I had once resigned myself to, for I had chosen to live.
He could not stand that.
It was meant to come to this.
I will spend the coming days in solitude, in which I will neither dine nor speak so long as I know in my heart of hearts that I can endure. I will pray to my stars. I will pray to my gods. I will hold my Faith closer to me than I ever have before.
Lord, let the blood that now sullies my hands be a reminder to myself where I stand in this world. May my weeping be transient, and my will to continue this battle thrive. Let not regret burden my mind, but to solidify the firmness of my ideals, my resolve. I will not die, not yet. The day is still too young, the aurora you evince still so true.
I will sin again, at least one more time.
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"Maybe in ten thousand years, you'll stand a chance."
"Yeah? We'll see. I won't be weak forever."
「 See you around.」