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"One's destiny, purpose is unraveled with many mystery that surpasses mankind. My life, my soul is like a soft wind caressing the edge of a blade. How long will these gruesome darkness continue to verge our souls on a belligerent hospitality?

     "Even though my tranquil spirit fight for retaliation, the shallow water keeps on drowning me in sorrows and pains of my past. Just as the rainwater wash a part through the earth, the sadness washes it way through my soul, drenching all trace of happiness. 
        
     "How long shall I suffer for the deed of my kinds? How long shall these world suffer in pains? Maybe I should let go, maybe I should let the darkness take me with it--"

      "Kiel" His voice mere more than a whisper echoed in the still darkness, causing jolt of spark trail down my spine "The world will never know your worth, men are ungrateful bastard, driven by greediness, pride and selfishness. Hatred will continue to rill across their heart." The hushed silent coated the room before he continued " it's time to leave the past behind, time to let your pain and sorrow fall aside, time to stand tall among the mountains. For the fate of the world depends on you--"                                   

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