Chapter 22: The Letter, Part 3

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I rushed down to the base floor where I spotted many skeleton that were left on the floor. Seems that the garrison have not yet to touch this tower, but I assumed it was because of the monster that nested here. Strange, why was the letter here in the first place? The monster just happened to nest in the very same building as the letter. I had the urged to read more of the letter, but the beast was still out there as it fought with someone else outside, who is it? I hope that none of the people from the garrison followed us.

          After a few thoughts, I began to shuffle around for any type of weapon that could be used against the beast. None were police officers, but security that laid all around the area. Their skeleton still wear the outfits that they had. The cloths were ripped open which made me think that they were murder, but not just from any murder, but from the demons that laid waste in this city from many years ago. Luckily they had weapons still attach to them. There was a club and a rusty pistol with some bullets inside. I wondered if the pistol still work, but I had to rely on chance once I face the monster once more.

          Suddenly the monster came crashing towards the building that I resided in. It sounded as a huge explosion that made me held on to my ears. “What the!” My ears felt wet as if it was bleeding. The beast yell in agony from the crash. He managed to seal the way out for me which upset me even more. I shot its other eye out of frustration. It yell more, but it did not spot me as it was blind by rage for a certain person that stood outside. It flew up away.

          “Now what…” I sighed with my eyes closed. I opened them and spotted a hallway that went pass the elevators and so I took the pathway. While I walked towards the hallway, I searched for the letter inside my bag and read some more:

I was a commander who was station inside the city of Nexus, northwest from Delaxy. I don’t know much about Nexus anymore because it have been many years since I heard from that city. I escaped the city because it was overrun by many demons that seek our blood. They wanted to paint the city as red as the colors of their lust for blood. It disgusted me how they enjoy so much blood that they spilled, even the clouds bleed from all the cut and bruises that the demons have caused. I wanted to defend the city, but a certain being forced me to escape…well not forced, but I really don’t know what the spirit have told me for it to be able to convince me. It was almost as if the spirit touched my heart…and yours. And so I wanted to escape with my garrison. My people surprisingly agreed to help me escape, but why? I guess they wanted you to be safe inside my stomach, they cared so much for you that it made me cry and made me obey their wishes. So they packed me with so much food and weapons, especially a certain heirloom that was most precious to the Paradigm family. It was a katana that was passed down from generation after generation…

          “The Paradigm family…and that katana…” My mind was stuck to the letter as it was focused on the puzzle of my past, and now, my bloodline, but I did not care about the Paradigms before me because they weren’t important about in the attack. Only my mother and my father were important. Sometimes I was frustrated about this letter because I felt that I strayed from the fact that my father was the one I wanted to know about, not my mother who left the letter in my hand, but the more I read this letter, the more the pieces fell into place. The letter that was in my hands followed the story that Eve have told me about Eva. Eve was given a katana by a pregnant woman who survived a heavy wound, but nothing in this letter shown that she was wounded. It looked that she was fine ever since she left Nexus, but I wasn’t finish with the letter.

          I found more stairs, but these looked like they led downstairs inside the basement. I went down and read a little more as I walked slowly down the stairs:

Once I readied myself with the many supplies I was given, I was stopped by a man who I befriend for a long time. He kissed me as I left out of the gates. He knew that I was in love with a man that visited me many times during my childhood, but he kissed me anyways. I didn’t know what to do, so I did not resist because I knew that this was an actual goodbye that we were never going to see each other again…

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