I stayed in that hotel for over a week. I hardly felt the passing of time and days because I was inside the dark room as I stood in front of the wall and tried to remember the memories that were lost to me. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember anything. I just clenched my two fists and screamed loudly in annoyance. Because regardless of what I do, my memory still doesn't come back. Until one night, I was lying in bed when I suddenly woke up when I heard the door slowly open. I tried to get up, but I couldn't because my whole body felt numb. I could not feel anything, nor could I move the fingers on my hand, nor could I open my mouth to scream and ask for help. Furthermore, I just lay on the bed like a paralyzed patient as I looked at the door. Furthermore, I saw the shoes of a mysterious person who entered from inside my room. Moreover, I looked up at his face, but because it was dark inside the room, I couldn't see his face clearly. He slowly approached me, and then he
I have no idea that there is something special about the black cloak I'm wearing now, but it's like it's blocking the energy I have so the men chasing me can't trace my whereabouts. I managed to get away from them until I didn't see them around me anymore. Despite my walk, I do not know my destination. I look around, and I don't know what to do. I became a vagabond in an unfamiliar place, just walking from somewhere, sleeping on the cold streets with strangers and carrying no belongings or clothes or anything but myself. That's how my life has been for the past ten years, and that's how long it's been since I lost my memory. So, how did I survive such a tragic situation? That no one knows me and no one remembers about my true identity.“Thief! Chase him.” A saleswoman screamed after I stole one of the foods she sold. That's right. That's how my life has been for ten years, stealing and running away from people who want to catch and punish me, but no matter how many times I've done it,
However, I didn't give in to him right away, instead I lured him and ran again where he immediately chased me. This time I sped up my steps so that I could confuse him, and he couldn't follow me. That way I can quickly find out what kind of player he really is or how good his skills are. I looked behind me for a moment to check if he was still following me, but my eyes widened in shock when I noticed that he was still following my footsteps. But one of the things I noticed about him is that he seems to have used some magic on me, so he is still able to follow me. His attention was not on me but on the ground where he seemed to see my every footprint. Is it possible that he can follow me through my footprints, but how can he see and follow me when there are no visible footprints on the ground? Could it be that he has other skills that I don't have? I whispered in my mind with a look of astonishment on my face. I shook my head and was curious about his true identity. Furthermore, I need
I cannot fully understand where he draws his strength from and how he manages not to give up despite his tragic situation. He was wounded, and his clothes were torn. While I was not even hurt or got any kind of wound or scratch on different parts of my body. I'm still in good condition, and I'm still strong, unlike him who almost seems like his body is giving up, but his mind is the only thing that drives him to be determined and continue this fight. I'm not certain how far he'll go, but I have to finish him because that's the only way I can be safe. Furthermore, I'm also not sure what he knows about me, but I think it's better if I just don't trust anyone for now on. In addition, I need to preserve myself and my remaining strength so that I can think of a better idea of how I can get back to the top, in the main battle and how I can bring back the memories I lost. So, this time I decided to finish him off. This time I was the one who attacked him. I ran to him with my red sword whi
I don't know where I've arrived as long as I'm walking while I'm pushing the cart. I stopped for a moment and sat on one side as if to rest. There were not many people in the place I went to, and my surroundings were also quiet. I bowed my head for a moment and then closed my eyes to rest, but unexpectedly I suddenly felt a strong energy. I slowly opened my eyes where I saw a sword that pointed to my throat. Furthermore, I slowly looked up at the person in front of me and the owner of the red sword. My eyes widened when I saw Lucifer in front of me, so I immediately stood up, but his sword was still pointed at me. I didn't realize that he had regained consciousness, I was so tired that I didn't notice that he walked closer to me as long as I felt his energy. “Did I surprise you?” the first word he uttered from his mouth. I looked at him from head to toe with a look of wonder on my face. What do I feel now, as if he is getting to know me again? Is it true that he lost his memories and c
“It would be better for both of us if you put your sword down.” He said to me, but I didn't listen to him or follow what he wanted, but I just winced while he looked at me with a frown. “I don't know what you want to know from me, but you won't hear an answer from me because I can't even understand myself.” He added, and the smile on my lips disappeared for a moment. I looked down at his hands with a look of astonishment on my face, and I slowly looked up at him again. What does he mean? Is he hiding something else from me? I whispered in my mind while I was still staring at him and in an instant he suddenly took out a weapon in his hand where he was able to push me away, and then he took the sword from my hand which he immediately pointed at me. I was just about to attack him, but I immediately stopped when I saw the shining edge of the blade pointed at my right eye. “Who are you really, and what are you planning to do to me? Should I trust you? Are you an enemy or an ally?” when I h
“You're right.” With his deep voice and serious face. He slowly turned to me while I was looking at him dumbfounded and suddenly, my hands fell down. “Repeat what you said again. Tell me, I just misheard, didn't I?” I said to him as I scratched my left ear, at the same time I looked around to see if there was anyone else there, but we were the only two there. “I don't know who I am or what my real name is. I don't even know where it all started and how it all happened. I have no idea where I am now or what strange things are happening around me. Furthermore, I wandered from just somewhere with no one to remember, not even knowing where I was going and not knowing anyone else. Additionally, I didn't even know what I was going to do every day, I almost committed different kinds of crimes just to survive and protect myself. Once I was discouraged and lost hope, but when I saw you, everything suddenly changed.” He responded to me as he slowly approached me and I gradually retreated away f
“So I'm right. That there's a bad reason why you can't believe me.” After he said that, he let go of the dagger he was holding, which immediately fell to the ground as he stepped away from me. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I still felt nervous because I didn't expect him to come so quickly and attack me that I wasn't even aware of his every move. I shook my head with a look of astonishment on my face because I still can't believe that in an instant the weapon I was holding suddenly disappeared from my hand where it went to him. Furthermore, I don't even know how that happened or how he did it without my knowledge. Could it be that he used some strange magic on me? Or maybe he was able to stop every time or seconds, so he was capable of getting the dagger from my hand, and then he was able to get close to me immediately in the blink of an eye. My mind was filled with various questions while I was still looking at him and watching his every move, including his breathing. It appears t
“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