Kung ikaw ay nagkamali at nagsisisi, Wag mong hayaang mapabayaan ang sarili, Bigyan ng panahon ang pag-iisip, tyaka magdesisyon ng tamang sasabihin.

I ran and ran even though I can practically hear my feet protesting from so much running. I can hear their voices yelling behind me, shouting orders to those who have no position in their hierarchy. I took the chance to look back, only seeing them gaining on me. I was getting desperate. I couldn't use any of my abilities because I was injured from the recent battle. I may have won the battle, but I have not won the war. Just when I'm hoping that I would get there in time, my legs gave out on me and I fell. I laid there helpless until they hovered over me with smug smirks on their faces. Seeing this, I want to simply behead them. "Say goodbye to this world, Magic." Magic, huh. How unfitting. --------------------------------------------------------------------- He never asked for such a life. All he wanted was to be a normal kid with a simple life. He never asked to be born in the Supernatural World. It's just a never-ending cycle of war. And it was all because of that damn prophecy. He who is born in the calm before the storm; He who would not judge, but who would accept; He who would bring peace to all three; He who would save us all.