Masato, The Sacred One (Murder)

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Alright...this is dragging like hell.

I'm this guy known as Kaaaaid.....

Who's supposed to save that Last Dimension....

I don't know who the hell I am....

How the F. U. C. K. am I supposed to do this?

"Luis!" I scream.

"I'm right here," she answers.

Yeah, nice going , Kaid. This woman's done nothing but good for you and now you decide to be demanding. Ew, I just called myself Kaid....

"What do you need, Kaid?" she asks, walking to me with a smile. Now I feel really bad for calling her like that.

"Uh...how exactly am I pulling this off?" I ask.

"Pulling what off?" she asks me, tilting her head.

"The Last Dimension. I have to save it. I don't know how to. It's all a bunch of clouds, and I don't even know who or where I am."

"Well, we haven't figured that out yet, So we were just going to take you to the Sacred One."

"I remember you saying something about him. You sure he's going to figure something out about my mission?"

"Yes. We should go to him right now, while you're awake."

"But...I just woke up."

"Yes, but the world, the death clouds, the whole nine yards isn't going to care whether you sleep or not, so you ought to get used to it."

"Good point."

Thanks, Luis. I really wasn't trying to think about that.

Oh well.

I guess I am going to have to bleed it out and suck it up...

Ew..

That sounds gross...

"Come on, Kaid, let's go now. We'll take you," Luis says, walking out the door with her book by her side. Moki tugs on my shirt. I look down at him. He moves his head toward the door to let me know it's time to go. I nod my head at him and follow him out the door.

There's a constant breeze outside. Not too fast or too slow. Just steady. It's a cool breeze, carrying tiny snowflakes in it. The weather changes so quickly here. When I first entered this world from the pure darkness, the weather was fair, sunny, no specific feeling in the air, and now it's snowing.

I guess I haven't really forgotten every single thing in the world. I remember snow. I remember how small each flake was, and yet it still held it's complete shape until it melted. It was how I remembered God. I knew that he'd be the only one who could do that.

Now I'm just getting sidetracked. I need to pay attention to what's going on around me instead of letting my thoughts and emotions get the best of me.

Let's see...

We walk up to the Path of many Paths.

Man, that name's corny.

We go to a path that's completely covered in ice. It's not too far away from the Dokushin path. We walk onto the icy path. It's not slippery. It doesn't even seem to be wet. That's weird. I guess this is something special, or artificial, one.

Luis looks back and me and smiles. She's so happy. It's almost annoying. But it's nice to see someone in a good mood, even though I'm not. I don't think I have been.

"Are you alright?" she asks. "It's going to get intense."

"What's intense?" I ask. Luis and Moki look at me. They must've thought I didn't know the actual definition of "intense."

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