Meet Me On The Battlefield (Slow Updates)

Who are you?

GOMENASAI!! Pls forgive me. Sry it took so long to update but i put myself in a pinch and couldnt get out despite my efforts of trying to think of how to continue the story. But i figured it how somehow only today when i was reading another fanfic on another website. Anyway before we get on with the story, i just want to say thank you to you readers out there in the universe. Sorry and thank you for your patience.
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Karma's pov.
Nagisa! I spun around frantically.
Clawing at the empty air.
The merciless wind roared at me.
Suddenly i was falling.
Falling.
Down.
Down.
Down.
Screams.
Not mine.
Hers.
Who is she?
What does she look like?
Why am i thinking of her.
A million thoughts ran through my mind as i was whirling through the air.
Waiting for the impact to crush me.
Cold.
Dark.
Wet.
The next thing i knew i was submerged in darkness.
I struggle.
No use.
Suddenly someone grabbed hold of my hand.
Pulled me out of the water.
My head was spinning as i coughed out a mixture of water and blood.
The burning sensation in my throat was...well burning...
I gasped for air and panted heavily.
I then realises that my eyelids weighed a ton and i couldnt open them.
When i finally managed to open them, i saw someone. Huge and towering before me as i lay on the ground . The pain in my chest was unbearable. Why? Then i realised that i was bleeding. But the bullet missed my vital organs. By millimeters. Then the figure bent down. Lifted my chin. My sight was failing me. They were foggy and i couldnt see clearly. He came closer, and shouted something at me. I could see him now. See his ugly and distorted face now. His smile. No. His smirk was so f*cked up i wanted to punch him in that hidious face of his. Something unexpected happened. He punched me. He f*cking punched me. But i was powerless. Weak. Stupid body. I curse myself. He threw another punch, trying to knock me out. Without any other choice left, he stabbed me on the arm. And blood splattered all around me,oozing out from my wounded arm.
The next thing i knew, i was blacking out. I have to find her...who? Whoever she is, i have to get back to her because...because... "Takaoka..." i croaked. Before i was consumed by the darkness yet again.

What you have witnessed above is my true writing style. There will probably be more of such writing styles in the later part of the story.
Sorry if this chapter is too short.
I will try to update soon :)
Nagisa: pls forgive author-chan shes surprisingly studying for her midyears exam.
Me: Yep i never study for any exams but nah. New year new me. Though a quater of the year has passed 😅