Blades Of Faith

Prologue

I am 7 years old when I first witness the cruelty of the world.

I am playing in our garden like any other kids normaly do.

I heard my mom screaming.
Being a 7 year old kid curiosity strikes me.

I saw my mom kneeling-begging for her life. Beside her is my dad who is bathing with his own blood--- lifeless.

And just then the man pointed the gun in my mothers forehead and quickly pulled the trigger.

I'm at the corner watching my mom lying on the floor as blood continue spreading on our wooden floor.

I didn't cry that day. I didn't feel anything. That's the time I lost my feelings and emotion.

The man then saw me, he pointed the same gun that ends my mothers life at me.

I didn't flinch. I waited for him to pull the trigger. But that didn't happen.

He walk to where I am and kneel to face me then he utter the word that changed my life "bienvenidos".

The man took me where he said will be my new world.

And here I am many years had past. I am holding a blade that slashed hundreds of lives since I remember.

Hell is where I am, Satan they might call me.
My life is the only thing that could save me but how when even death turned its back to me.