Sunday, December 29, 2019

Chapter Notes Demise - Original Writing - 1558 Words

Chapter 4: Demise I wasn t always a depressed human. I used to be very happy and joyful. I had so many friends, back then. I went through most of my life. I m barely at the stage of winter. But I must cut the season short. The burning cold is killing me on the inside. I can t take it. I was happy before winter, but then everything changed. My child began to grow older. My little child was ignoring me, he didn t care at all about her dad at all. No matter what, she won t notice me. I m like a ghost to her, a stalking shadow. A god, she doesn t even know that’s here. I still had my wife right. So all was well. But it wasn t, because I did some evil sin for the freaking gods to hate me. We were planning on having another child, so†¦show more content†¦Take care of my daughter before her demise!† There was a brief shine of light, then that light with her vanished. I was traumatized. I just watched my wife die. I fell down to the ground and broke down to tears. I lost it. I had to. I approached the murder, and told him, â€Å"Leave, and you better die!† He ran away in terror. I watched him disappear into the distance. Once he was gone, I tried to comfort her. However, I phased right through Ayama, I was like a mere illusion. I was always one. It covered up all my sins. Three years later, I finally could be a person. Ayama noticed me and actually kind of liked me. Then, someone took her away from me. As a result I fully lost it. I couldn t go on. I just couldn t! I have nothing. I have cried myself for so many nights, I have to take action now. He walked up to the chair. He sat down, tall enough to reach the rope. He grabbed the rope and wrapped it over his neck. He began choking, after a very brief moment. To speed up the process he grabbed the knife he used in his last fight. â€Å"I can t bare this pain.† He put the knife gradually into his chest. Blood began to bleed very slowly. His life was draining, like the cherry tree itself. Until it was winter, and all the petals faded away, leaving only little things for it to be remembered. â€Å"Hello there,† lord Kuro said. â€Å"Welcome to hell.† â€Å"Wait, why am I here,† the dead man said. â€Å"Why am I at hell.† â€Å"Why? Here s why. You let your

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