Not a place, not a home. I visited an old habitation where resurrection and execution dwells. It was an outbreak of lingering sensation, where all the hardship I experience cost me my emotion. I tried breathing the suffocating air, just like in the past, it still hurts to swallow the nothingness of this place. This is the beginning of everything, the chain that has brought me a thousand bittersweet memories. Now that the truth became a shallow pit of disguise, I have come to end the battle I should've won from the beginning of this war. "Within me is a fortress of solitude, I bestowed this place the execution of all evil things."