“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
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
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
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
“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
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
“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
“Ceto, wake up right there!” My mother repeatedly shouted and knocked on my door while I was still lying on the bed and forcing the pillow to cover my face.“Ceto!” “What else are you doing there in your bed, and aren't you ready yet to—” she stopped speaking when she entered the room and examined the scattered belongings inside. “Can this still be called a room? Isn't it a warehouse or a garbage dump?” She added as she picked up one by one my belongings scattered on the floor while covering her nose.“Hey, I know you can hear me, so get up there, and can you take a shower? When was the last time you took a shower? Do you even wash your face in the morning? Maybe when you wake up in the morning this computer of yours is the first one you were using, am I right?” She told to me as she forcefully woke me up and shook my shoulder. “Get up there and eat almost as much food at the right time. You always forget that because you'll be playing there on your computer for the whole day! You alm