Blood, Sweat and Tears; Celestial Tears

My mum always told me about monsters. I never believed one of her stories.

Until one day, when she was gone, like vanished into the thin air. The ash of her body still lady on the bed there she slept the day before it all happened.

My worst nightmare, came true when people began to die infront of me.

The monsters, they're real.

Mans with black masks, with big guns, and knifes, who scattered anytime, anywhere, who always try to kill me.

Now I know who's the true monsters. They were.
Ready to kill anytime.

A new era was born infront of my eyes.

The era of scary creatures on land, the real monsters, and the killers were born.