In this cruel world, there should only be two people that should live. You and the person you love.
That's what he believes in. That's why anyone that's on his way is eliminated.
Of course, I am thankful that he preserved me. However, should I be thankful when the other people are dying because of me?
So, I vowed to myself that I would protect him. I vowed that I would protect the man I love from him, the murderer.
But I failed.
That day, all I could say was his name. All I can shout was his name. All I could do was scream.
The man I love. . .
Blood was everywhere. He was almost a corpse lying down on the pool of blood.
"W-why are you doing this?" I asked him. "Why?!" I was angry.
He smirked as he caressed my cheek. "Don't you understand? This is how you, my lumin, affects me, your dusk."
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Gore might be presented in this story, so if you are not comfortable with it, you can already leave. But if you wish to continue, then you may. But that is your choice, not mine.
started :: 12/28/15
fin :: --/--/--
