I just kept running while a group of men in their late twenties chased me. No matter where I turned or looked, I could see them just scattered around me, so I couldn't get out of that place right away. It wasn't easy, but I still didn't stop because I was their only hope. I tried to lead them away, and I ran even faster as I entered a room to hide and immediately closed the door. I was panting and leaning against the back door as I was sweating profusely from nervousness. Furthermore, I heard the footsteps of their shoes where they were now heading to where I was. As they got closer to me, the nervousness in my chest grew stronger, but after a while the noise I heard from outside disappeared when they passed the room where I was. It was only then that I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked all around me, where I was stunned to notice that there were several patients in that room. I immediately approached them and watched their pale faces. They were in their fifties and looked like th
I have no money, I have nothing with me but myself. But I can't go back to us empty-handed, so I thought of another way to solve my problem. Even though I was walking there, my attention was aroused by the chaos that was happening there. It appears that there are people fighting there but no one has the courage to stop them, instead they seem to be enjoying themselves. “What are they doing?” I whispered to myself. I temporarily stopped walking as I looked at the two men who were now fighting with only their fists. “Alright, knock him down!” I heard a man shout from behind me. I was surprised to turn around where they had wide smile lines on their lips and seemed to be enjoying what they were watching. Until his opponent fell to the floor and was bathed in his own blood, but no one tried to help him, instead they screamed loudly and seemed to be celebrating his defeat. In addition to that, I noticed that they were exchanging money with each other as if they had made a bet between the t
“It's clear what we mutually agreed on, and all you have to do is take him down.” He said to me where he turned his gaze to the man he was referring to me. I looked around where I noticed that people seemed to be leaving. But they can't leave because they have to watch the reckoning between the two of us, and they have to bet on which of the two of us will be the last man standing until the end. He seemed to notice that I was doubting, so he immediately let go of my hand, causing me to turn my gaze to him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly screamed as if he was calling everyone's attention. “It's not over yet because I'm challenging Rocky for a second fight.” When they heard what he said, they all stopped and turned to him with a look of surprise on their faces, even my competitor Rocky also turned to look at him. To our left, our attention was drawn to a mysterious man who was giggling as he walked closer to where we were, and then he stopped in front of him. He looked at him from head to to
Many are trying to volunteer to fight Rocky, and the reason it all has to do with his ring. But I can't allow that thing to go to someone else because I need it more, and that's why I also raised my right hand, and they all turned to me. “I can prove to all of you that I can knock him out in just one round.” What I said silenced them all as they looked at me in wonder. But that silence was also broken when they all burst into laughter with a trace of mockery on their faces. None of them seemed to believe me, even he just shook his head with a mischievous smile on the corner of his lips. I stepped closer to him, and then I stopped in front of him while he looked at me up and down. “This ring can only be yours if you can prove everything you told me.” That's what he said to me, and then he dropped his ring in the box. I turned around and observed the expression on the faces of the people around me, where their eyes and attention were focused only in one direction, on the box. I clenched
This time it was me who attacked him. Using my whole body, I pushed him with all my strength until I knocked him to the ground, causing them all to scream. Then I came over to him, and then I looked him deep in the eyes. I raised my right hand that was shaking with mixed emotions, and then I dropped it hard on his cheek, but it just didn't matter to him, and he even managed to laugh as if he were insulting me even more because of that, the nervousness that I felt earlier was disappeared, and it has been replaced by intense annoyance. Where I can no longer count the number of times I have dropped my fist on his face just because I was stunned by him, my facial expression was blank as if I were thinking deeply. His nose almost bled, and his blood splashed on my face, but I didn't care because in those moments I felt like I was on another planet. While I was repeatedly punching him, a man suddenly came to where we were and unexpectedly, he intervened in the fight between the two of us. H
The strange man stood up to where I was as he dragged one of his legs and looked at me intently. I folded my fists as I looked at him without blinking an eye. I prepared myself for the battle between the two of us, but unexpectedly he just passed in front of me as if I were just a tree standing on one side of him. What is that? Why did he ignore me, and why didn't he challenge me to fight with him? Does he underestimate my ability? I whispered from my mind with a hint of annoyance on my face. That's why I turned to him and called him. “Hey! Where are you going? Can't you see me? Are you blind?” I said while grinning to show them that I'm brave, but in truth I'm confused, and I felt like he stepped on my pride. that's why I didn't let him leave. He slowly turned to me with a blank expression on his face. I lifted my chin a little to show him that I'm not afraid of him, but he just smirked which surprised me. What is that? Is that his response to me? in that case, he thinks that I am an
He stood up, and then he stepped closer to me, at the same time, he stopped in front of me where he held my hand and placed his ring in my palm. I slowly looked up at him with a look of wonder on my face. “I'm the man who doesn't back down on his word. So, just think that I'm gifting this to you.” He said to me. Although there is a mischievous smile on his lips, I can feel from the tone of his voice that he is sincere in what he says. However, I still didn't accept it because I knew I didn't deserve that ring, and I wasn't the winner of the fight, so I gave it back to him and put it in his pocket, which made him look up to me with a trace of curiosity on his face. “What do you think you're doing? Didn't you hear what I said earlier?” this time his facial expression changed where he became serious as well as his voice. Maybe he feels frustrated with me, but I would rather not accept something that I know is not for me. I want to be fair and if I would like to get that ring in the right
“Why are you staring at me like that?” he stammered to me, whereupon I immediately looked away from him and pretended to cough while he looked at me curiously. He didn't seem to care about that, and it didn't seem like he noticed me, so he just acted normal even though I still can't forget that short moment that even though it was only more than ten seconds ago, I still can't get his pretty eyes words out of my mind. What are you doing, Ck? What is happening to you, and why are you suddenly nervous in front of him? Don't say that you have special regard for him? But it's not possible because he's a man— I looked in Van's direction for a moment where he happened to look at me, but I immediately turned my back on him. He frowned and then shook his head as if he were wondering about my actions. Did he see me, or did he notice that I was staring at him? I whispered from my mind where my nervousness intensified as I bit the nail on my index finger. I slowly looked around me where I turned
“You hear what you're saying? Shouldn't you be the one to rest the two of us because it looks like at this rate this is going to be your grave.” He said in an insulting tone of voice. I clenched one of my fists and looked up sharply at him. I was sincere to him for a second, but he immediately ignored it, so this time I will make sure that he will not be saved from my hands, that I will not give him another chance to spare his life he. Furthermore, I closed my eyes for a moment to gather all the strength and energy I had left. Likewise, I gathered all of this in my right hand where I was holding my saber sword and because of my combined energy it fell on my sword where whoever it hit would surely die. My right hand burned blue, and then I quickly went to where he was to finish him off, but as I expected, he immediately blocked my attack on him. But this time he was having a bit of difficulty balancing his body. It's obvious that he's getting weak, but he's still trying to fight becaus
While his attention was diverted in another direction, I made the most of that opportunity to grab his sword. I quickly ran to where he was, I jumped and raised the saber sword I was holding to bring it down on him. But unexpectedly he followed my movement where he immediately defended himself by blocking with his sword. He drew a mischievous smile on the side of his lips as he looked at me intently. “Do you think you can kill me that easily? Well, you're wrong.” He said to me in a tone as if he were insulting me, but I didn't give in to my emotions. instead I pushed him with the clash of our swords. Little by little, I see his legs retreating, and I am certain that the strength and energy left in him is only halved. Then I pushed him hard again, I spun around, and then I flipped him, causing him to splash and fall to the ground. But that didn't cause me to knock him down right away, so even though he got a cut on his chest, he still insisted on standing up to fight me. Despite the in
“Fire!” I tried to knock him down with just one bullet, but it didn't hit him, that's why this time I will try to knock him down with a bomb. Maybe this time I can knock him down. I swallowed deeply at the same time as beads of sweat dripped from my forehead down my cheeks as I aimed my weapon at his location. Furthermore, I held my breath before I released the bomb on him. With the force of it I was thrown and fell to the ground where I dropped my weapon. But that bomb immediately went to him, in less than five seconds, it exploded where he was so that the whole area around us was filled with smoke. I closed my eyes because the smoke caused by it was hot. But after a while, I opened my eyes. An eerie silence enveloped the surroundings. I stood up and slowly walked towards him, where his direction was covered by thick smoke. I frowned with a trace of curiosity on my face. Is he still alive or dead? But it's impossible that he's still alive because it's not just an ordinary bomb used i
He blew on my ear with an insulting smile on his lips. He tapped me once on my shoulder while he picked up the sword in front of me, while I followed him. I frowned looking at him where he was smiling at me. He raised his sword and tore half of my clothes with it. My eyes widened in shock, but I couldn't do anything at that moment because my whole body was stiff as a rock, besides that, I couldn't feel anything, even my hands. What is really happening to me? What did that sword do to me? I whispered in my mind as I looked curiously at his sword with a dragon engraved on it. And what does the Japanese character written there mean? While my mind was wandering, suddenly an arrow passed by my right ear where it headed to where it was. But this time it didn't hit him, instead, he quickly got rid of it by repelling it with his sword. Because of that piece of arrow, he once again grabbed his attention. I am even curious as to who is behind that arrow, and what is his agenda? Is he an ally or
He raised his sword to prepare to kill me. I clenched one of my fists as I looked at him with a frown. In those moments, I was like a rock where I was not moving or even leaving to save my life. It is unclear to me why I did that, but maybe it was caused by my extreme shock at what I discovered about that sword. It seemed to shine in my eyes as if it were calling my name. I was stunned by his sword, and for a few minutes I lost my mind that my life was in danger. Until unexpectedly, an arrow suddenly stopped him. It hit his left hand where he immediately let go of his sword and then his blood dripped on the ground. He pulled out the arrow buried in his hand, and then he turned to his left where the arrow had passed earlier. Even I turned around and frowned because I couldn't see anyone else there except for the two of us. It was dark there, and it was not easy to see where the person who helped me was hiding or the one who shot him with an arrow. But I was certain that he was just the
two men are holding my arms, but I cannot allow them to succeed in what they are planning. I took out a sword from my hand at the same time I stepped on the foot of a man who was holding my right arm to push him away from me. He immediately stepped back and let go of me while I pushed the man on my left with the rest of my strength. Their eyes widened in shock and they immediately attacked me to knock me down but I was able to dodge each of their attacks on me. A man violently swung his sword at me but unfortunately I was not hit by his attack but instead I went quickly to his back side and at the same time I sliced the back of his head causing him to fall immediately on the ground and lost his life. His colleagues were surprised to see his severed head rolling on the floor. However, this does not mean that they will stop because the fight is just starting to heat up. They are more than seven people against someone like me who is alone, with no other company and no allies. My only h
“They're twins.” My parents said that I was not born alone in this world because I had a twin, but unfortunately, he died, and his life was not extended. Because of the hardships of life and poverty, his serious illness was not taken care of. It was difficult for them, but they have to accept everything. But a year later, my mother lost her life due to depression and because she could not accept the loss of my twin. While my father, who is addicted to vice, seems to be gradually losing his sanity to the point where he almost killed me. I got wounds, scratches, and bruises in different parts of my body because of his abuse that I was almost afraid of him. That's why my grandmother decided to leave our province and distance from my abusive father so that what he did to me would not happen again and everything would not reach a serious situation. We ventured into an unfamiliar city where everything was new to our eyes. There we started a new life, it wasn't easy, but we didn't give up an
when I opened my eyes I noticed that it was like darkness around me. I tried to move my hands and feet but unexpectedly it felt like it was tied and my back felt like it was stuck to the wall. I can see nothing but darkness. I tried to take out a blue light saber sword in my hand where I used it to light up where I was now. But I frowned with a trace of curiosity on my face. "What kind of place is this? Where am I now?" I whispered from my mind where I couldn't determine where I was at that time. Until I heard a voice around me. It seems that he uses a microphone when he speaks because it has a mixed echo and the sound of his voice is strange. I listened carefully to what he was saying until my eyes widened in shock when I realized where I was now. I looked around where I realized that I was inside a black box that magicians often use for their magic shows. But what is being done inside this box and what is their real purpose for me? my mind is full of curiosity and I listen to the ma
We looked at each other where I was waiting for her to release the arrow. Tears dripped from the corner of her eyes, and then she closed it before she let it go. But that arrow didn't reach me, but it just fell to the ground. Because of that, the people around her smiled, grinned and laughed as if they were making fun of her. I closed my eyes and then took a deep breath. She slowly opened her eyes, and then she turned in the direction of the arrow that she released, where she noticed that it failed to hit me. She looked up at me again with a trace of worry and fear on her face. I nodded my head to convey to her the message that everything is okay, that I'm okay. She took a deep breath and then turned her head as if she understood what I meant to her. There is still a trace of fear and nervousness on her face, but this time the look in her eyes is a little different where she had a little courage to hit the red string. She raised her hand, got ready in her position and pointed the arro