Insanity

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( This part of the story is still told by the perspective of Yasashi)

My plane landed in Russia, i was alone and didn't know where to go. Thinking i was in Japan, i waited for Kusuri's plane to come. I waited for hours and i assumed the worst for him, it was now me on my own in this country alone with nobody to accompany me. I have to live my life like this and adapt to the Russian language and culture, I was 11 years old when i could fully speak Russian, English and Spanish fluently. This is when i realised that Russia was just as dangerous as Mexico...

War had just broken out throughout the world, i had to survive in the woods on my own hunting my food to eat. I couldn't figure out what my powers were because I wasn't raised to find out how to use them or how to know what my powers were. I just ventured through the woods on my own, not interacting with anyone for a year.

I was wondering through the woods when i found a certain weapon, it was a tomahawk that looks shiny and new. My old knife was getting rusty and this point so i picked it up, little did i know it would be the worst mistake of my life

The tomahawk was cursed, filled with demonic like powers. I was slowly turning insane and had the urge to go on killing sprees.

Tatsuya: Another kid in the woods? What are you doing here?

An English voice? In Russia? It was an Texas accent that approached me.

Yasashi: how do you know i speak english?

I didn't look at him

Tatsuya: Well, you understood what i said so looks like i assumed right.

Yasashi: What do you want from me? i am armed

Tatsuya: You have a tomahawk, i have this

Before i knew it, he pulled out a revolver and pointed it towards me and put it to his side chuckling

Tatsuya: you shoulda seen the look on your face, anyway i've certain business to attend to, have a good day now

Yasashi: We are in the middle of a war!

I didn't understand why that man was so friendly and what business he had to attend to but little did i know that man would be my best friend, a best friend that i would murder...

(End of Chapter 2)

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