Power comes with a price. It's a burden. It demands sacrifice. That is something Valt learned months ago, when he discovered the truth of being in the Supreme Four. Now, during the world league, the same problem has arisen once more, and it hits Valt much closer to home. However, it's a lot harder to tell who to blame. Do you blame the Blader, the Bey, or the creator of said Bey? And once you have decided who to blame, what if you got the wrong person?

"I didn't expect that to be our last conversation. I didn't know that he will disappear. If I was only there, I could have stop him. He was lost at that time I wasn't there I'm sorry I pin the blame on myself. My bestfriend is now gone. Because of me Apparently, We finally did our promise. Yes, we battled again, but I didn't plan that we will in this kind of situation. *sigh* Nothing hurts me more than to accept that... he's still here, but the real him faded away. Something made his eyes go cold. Valt... come back." ~ Shu ~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~ Got inspired by Taylor Swift's song, 'Haunted'! ❤ Cover belongs to me ~

You get the point here ;-) Also I added my ocs~~~ And this is my first story so be nice okay! There will music too. (Guess who came back from the grave and everything hurts and I'm damn old now and morely need to focus on my studies, also if u see anything different, that me already edit it without telling, also don't judge everything from this book and any books, Idk what drugs my past self be having but I ain't gonna argue with that)