My life in Tokyo is no more than a piece of string.
The scratches engraved on my knees were the only evidence I have. All night I was thinking of ways to rip him into shreds, and that was only when I felt like being nice.
He watches me in my sleep as I become more powerful, those nights are the ones that you don't want to bump into me on the streets.
Using my life to find out the way to control my fear and evolve it into a source of power to perish my devil.
The only reason I am still alive is because the game is not over.
I am the only one who has a chance of making it out alive.
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The Lonely Conversation
FantasyThe man known as the devil joined the shadows as he walked down a alleyway base in the heart of Tokyo, a single soul was waiting for him on the other side. As the man walked further down he became in close distance with the other human, "you owe me...
