The Maniac laughter of the outlander echoed,
As they stood facing each other..
Tracing him through the drops of venom as gift,
Somewhere it had slowly seeped in..
The world,your clan,no one was ever in danger,the voice wishpered..
The ones you love,is there an answer..
The greatest danger was you,
Even your parents knew beforehand..
The greatest danger is you,even your children know it now..
And the worst person is you,
Even your lover would know beforehand..
As the head fell with the light of sword,
The grip on the sword tightened..
The figure hunched a little,as if he had grown old..
His consciousness was fading..
He had to rest..
He had ended the entity behind the darkness,
The last danger for the ones growing inside..
And fell down the sword,the person in black,
As if made of stardust..
