Friday, 13 October
-REALITY-
It was a quite night. I was just buying
some cereal for tomorrow when all of a sudden, three masked people came into
the market and attacked me.
I ran through the streets as I dodge every obstacle in my way. Near the
market, there’s an alley way, I turn and headed there. The alley connects to a
small road where it leads to my house, to my realm. It’s near, a few more turn
and I’ll make it. But those masked people caught up to me by running on the
roof so they could track me from above. “Damn, I ain’t gonna use my power on
the real world,” I talked to myself, “I need to maneuver them so-“. In front of
me was a small rusted metal gate. And it’s a dead end. But only humans can only
see that. This what separates my realm and this world. I hopped over the fence
and made it into my realm.
And there it is, my house. A replica of my old dorm, the Saisho Clan
dorm. Completed with a zen garden and a pagoda at the back. Surrounding the
house is an invisible force field so only I and my guards, Yosuke, Tatsuo, and
Ronin. All with troubled past, all forgotten their childhood. Three of them are
ready to engage if the masked people did enter their realm. A weird humming
noise broke the silence. A portal opened. And the masked people got in. “Oh
crap!” I yelled. I quickly ran into the mansion with haste. The guards were
ready to take on anything. Yosuke, a vampire. Tatsuo, a ninja. And Ronin, the
masterless samurai.
The masked people jumped through the portal and enter my realm. I could
see the masked people clearly now. The first on the left is the shortest. Wears
a black tattered cloak and a bronze hawk like mask, Looks like Sync’s mask on
Tales of Abyss I said to myself. And the one in the middle was the tallest.
Must be the leader. Wearing a bloody red cloak with a gold mask. The mask was
like an ANBU mask in Naruto....but it has a two big bronze horns sticking out
of the cloak, It must be from the mask. And the last one is not tall, and not
short. Wearing a gray cloak and a silver half mask like in those masquerade
parties. It’s hair is long. Must be a girl. The leader was holding a black
ball. ‘Chishi-sei gasu’ was inscribed on the ball. It’s dangerous. I hid behind
the entrance to my house. My guards charged forward. And the masked people throws
the ball in front of them. The area became filled with a thick black smoke. It
was quiet...
Then Yosuke suddenly slammed into the force field. But that’s strange.
Yosuke and the others can go inside the force field. Something’s wrong here.
After awhile the smoke started clearing. I know those masked people already
escape. And I saw what was worse than the World War. It was a sight I couldn’t
bear.
My guards.
My men.
My pupils.
Dead...
Their bodies lying lifeless on the ground. White bubbles came out of their
mouth. I stood there with shock. The sad thing is, demons can’t cry. I wanted
to cry. But I can’t. In the end I carry their bodies and bury them behind my
mansion. Now my mansion is empty again. With only me. The night was dark. Well
actually my realm is already dark to
start with. But now it’s different. I went inside and went to my room and ended
the day.
-DREAM-
Dream wasn’t a paradise for me either. My
past always haunted my dreams. Or should I say nightmare. I was in the middle
of a thick fog. Nothing was in front of me or even around me. I started walking
slowly. “You are my best friend? Are you not?” a familiar voice suddenly echoed
through the area. I started to feel heavy. My breathing just gotten shorter. I
started running. “Why did you kill me then? Why Mark? Is it because of ‘that’?”
the voice echoed again. I was starting to get nauseous, “Come out you coward!
Show that ugly face of yours!”, I shouted. Silence.
The fog started to clear. And I saw my house. My old house on Kyoto. It
was after the death of Ryudo Takagawa, the leader of the Ryudo Clan. I strolled
to the house to take a peek. My friends were having a blast. Drinking sake,
singing, and just relax with friends is just how our clan celebrates the death
of an enemy leader. It was then that someone came out of the other room.
Wearing a kimono and a Wakizashi slipped into his obi. It was me. But I know
that isn’t me. It was my ex-best friend, Tadashi Satou, possessing me. I didn’t
want to see the rest. I woke up.
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