FakeKouji

SS-4: E̶̛̖̖̼̰̺͇͊͛͐̉̏͘͜͜͝R̷͚̼̠͇͒͒̎R̸̢̢̭̜͕͕͈̲̅̈́̍͋̃̾͒͗̎͘Я̶̢̡̹̗̺̜̮͎̭̑̊̈́͛̆̄̓̓͝͝O̴

The dark eyes stared into me. Have I ever realised, how much pain they bring to me

Every insult, every extra ranking...every single one...I remember them all.

'Ŝ̴͎͙̜̗͇̳̇͋͛̿ů̷̺́̈́̄́͆̀̓͊̚b̴̨̘̫͖̝̮̗̱̓̑͜͝j̴̧̻͉̹̞͍̙̥̹́͑̔͝ͅë̵̪̟̬̬̟́̐͜c̶̛̖̳̺̞̏̀̉̚ͅẗ̵̘̘͙̦͇̘̤́́͋̀͂̌̎̆̿̽͜ ̴̙͖̲̖̺͆̈̽̽̐͑̏̈́͂͌ͅ0̸͇̬͍̦̟̻͇͐͆̏̍͒͑0̸̝̞̮͖͉̮͕̮͒͗̃̕͝ͅ7     Congratulation, today your count is 23.'

'Ŝ̴͎͙̜̗͇̳̇͋͛̿ů̷̺́̈́̄́͆̀̓͊̚b̴̨̘̫͖̝̮̗̱̓̑͜͝j̴̧̻͉̹̞͍̙̥̹́͑̔͝ͅë̵̪̟̬̬̟́̐͜c̶̛̖̳̺̞̏̀̉̚ͅẗ̵̘̘͙̦͇̘̤́́͋̀͂̌̎̆̿̽͜ ̴̙͖̲̖̺͆̈̽̽̐͑̏̈́͂͌ͅ0̸͇̬͍̦̟̻͇͐͆̏̍͒͑0̸̝̞̮͖͉̮͕̮͒͗̃̕͝ͅ7      Today your count is 25'

'Ŝ̴͎͙̜̗͇̳̇͋͛̿ů̷̺́̈́̄́͆̀̓͊̚b̴̨̘̫͖̝̮̗̱̓̑͜͝j̴̧̻͉̹̞͍̙̥̹́͑̔͝ͅë̵̪̟̬̬̟́̐͜c̶̛̖̳̺̞̏̀̉̚ͅẗ̵̘̘͙̦͇̘̤́́͋̀͂̌̎̆̿̽͜ ̴̙͖̲̖̺͆̈̽̽̐͑̏̈́͂͌ͅ0̸͇̬͍̦̟̻͇͐͆̏̍͒͑0̸̝̞̮͖͉̮͕̮͒͗̃̕͝ͅ7 Today your count is 3̴͆̃́͛͆͝0'

'Ŝ̴͎͙̜̗͇̳̇͋͛̿ů̷̺́̈́̄́͆̀̓͊̚b̴̨̘̫͖̝̮̗̱̓̑͜͝j̴̧̻͉̹̞͍̙̥̹́͑̔͝ͅë̵̪̟̬̬̟́̐͜c̶̛̖̳̺̞̏̀̉̚ͅẗ̵̘̘͙̦͇̘̤́́͋̀͂̌̎̆̿̽͜ ̴̙͖̲̖̺͆̈̽̽̐͑̏̈́͂͌ͅ0̸͇̬͍̦̟̻͇͐͆̏̍͒͑0̸̝̞̮͖͉̮͕̮͒͗̃̕͝ͅ7 Today your count is 3̷̧̡̜̠̦̒͒́̿5̷͉̫̠̯̭͗̓̅̏̄̃̈́̈̋̂͜͜''

'Ŝ̴͎͙̜̗͇̳̇͋͛̿ů̷̺́̈́̄́͆̀̓͊̚b̴̨̘̫͖̝̮̗̱̓̑͜͝j̴̧̻͉̹̞͍̙̥̹́͑̔͝ͅë̵̪̟̬̬̟́̐͜c̶̛̖̳̺̞̏̀̉̚ͅẗ̵̘̘͙̦͇̘̤́́͋̀͂̌̎̆̿̽͜ ̴̙͖̲̖̺͆̈̽̽̐͑̏̈́͂͌ͅ0̸͇̬͍̦̟̻͇͐͆̏̍͒͑0̸̝̞̮͖͉̮͕̮͒͗̃̕͝ͅ7Ţ̵̡̐͑̾̆̈́͐̈́̀̐͜͝ö̵̦̱̣̭̟́͒̎̆̄́́̉d̷̺̲̭̽͐́́͗̀͊̑͝ā̵͇͕̜͎̬͉̹̈̍̔̉̀̀̇͘͜͜y̸̡̻̺̘͕̮͇̜̐̓͊͊͐ ̸͔̟͕̰̬̭̝͖̏͛̋̉͊͂y̵̧̛͈̬͐͒̐̅͛̎͑͜͝͝o̴̼͝u̵̡̨͖̦̲̫̼͕̜͗̊̾̃̎ͅŗ̵̢̯̫̦̩͖̦̪͑ ̷̨̩̖̞͚̱͍͉̑̌̊̈̀͜ċ̴̝̮̳͇̻̤̓͘o̸̢̨̪̖͇͔̬̟̒̌̾̋͒̋̀̚ͅu̴̟̿̿̃̒̒͝n̸̢̛̺̮͇̫̜͉̟̠̒̈́͋͆̇ṯ̴̟͇̒͛̃̂̃͌̆̄̂͘ ̸̨̛̫̙͖̣́̌̑̓̋͗̊̏̓i̵̱̼̫͍̝̱̺̝͙̍̑́͛̾́̕s̷͔̲̋̍̊͗̐͝ -̷̛̱̮̪̀̋͋͛̏ͅ-̶̺̩͙͖̈́-̵̧̡̨̛̤̀̐̑̋́́́͜͠͝''

Those hollow words mean nothing....that twisted yearning means nothing. 

All, here are just to devour or to be devoured. 

That's what life is....a game in which, the winner...is the one, who can suffer the most. 

The prey was me...the heart was mine....the anger was mine....yet....why does it belong to him?

Isn't it simply like the Comedy of errors...which Shakeshpear penned down?

I let  a small chuckle escape my blood red lips. 

"Madam, do you need anything?"

"No, nothing of  any sort...just found a situation humorous."

"I see Madam, I apologise for intruding your line of thought"

"No, it's alright...Why should I think such thoughts when I will be shaping reality itself."