Destroy thy FALLEN GAME

Chapter 3: The Combat

SPG: Words and Violence.

Chapter 3:

Unexpected Combat

W I N T E R

First, I braided my hair and tugged some of those messy pieces behind my ears, and then tucked it up. 

I don't need to look myself in the mirror, I just couldn't take it whenever my own reflection looking back at me, it seems that horror starts to unfold its story once I laid my own eyes on the creature in front of me. Those stories that once told four months ago. 

And besides, Xiphos didn't happen to remove my memories, thus, I know exactly the whole feature of my face and how would I look like once I put something on it or change something with my dark-browned hair.

Second, I pulled those modified combat shoes from its shelf, fished up the millet pants that look like leggings—and oh! By the way, it's waterproof, I even tried once when we were having a Test in Swimming Survival Skills. Luckily, I'm a good swimmer, thanks to a good teacher who've taught me well.

I pulled out a sigh. I miss him dearly. I miss him very very much. But what could I do? Nothing. We're all captive and forgotten already by Nature here.

Napatigil ako mula sa pagkuha ng mga gamit at saka napatingin sa ibang parte nitong Weaponry Suite Closet. And I wasn't aware na nawala na pala ako sa tunay kong focus: Ang maisuot na itong weaponry suite.

I hastily shook my head and pulled myself in the next portion of the shelf. Having combat shoes without a sock sucks!

Though, kailangan ko pumili na komportable sa pakiramdam. Skintight socks will do, it is indeed lighter, and again, MODIFIED. Suitable for running and suitable for fighting back to any kind of enemies, if in case na may makasalamuha kami. If in case, in which I have a quiet assurance of 89%.

And lastly, a supple leather long sleeve that fits my whole physique and doesn't even mention the 33-24-34. That's a great achievement though, dropping my body's measurement inches by inches since I came here. Since we came here. Or, since we forcefully come here.

Foods are well provided by the government, supporting there Holds called Iluzie Corpului, yet appetite couldn't just have sought out by someone out there that's drawing breath, most especially when you've witnessed how people died into pieces without even having one piece of them for you to mourn and to contemplate, or you've remembered how this effing world ends, or having countless nightmares ever since the beginning of the end.

It's a miracle for me if I could take one table spoon of food after stomaching everything I've witnessed. 

The last time I remembered was when I've witnessed how human burned alive to the ground, on how their skin explodes and their flesh turns into toasted meat, the veins that cover their body leaks with cave blood, the stinky smell, old and dead and nearly drown rot. Until everything becomes black and ash.

Lumabas na ako sa Weaponry Suite Closet habang pinapasadahan ko ng hagod ng aking kamay ang aking bewang papuntang likuran. Until now, I'm not really getting used for this even I've already worn this for almost five times.