The Black Flame
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"The Life cannot live without the Death" Those words echoed the dead plains of Arkala for years. Since the Light now shines overall darkness, Life was now a happy ending. Until the Light starts to fade, draining the energy of the land to survive. The last hope for the land has been placed in the within a citizen of Earth. Heaven is waiting for the day he can bring back the hope that was entrusted to him. The child whose heart has a burning passion must become the dark to the flame that lights her path as stated in the code.
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Hope. Sometimes that's all you have when you have nothing left. But what if the ray of hope also loses its hope day by day?! ✧*。 ✧*。 ✧*。 "Her eyes conveyed it all what her tongue couldn't. She said she didn't feel anything but the way her eyes looking into mine without blinking asking me to not go away from her and embrace her in my arms while my heart scream the same." " I didn't know what was happening to me. Whenever he come near me something weird happen in my stomach, my heart begin to beat faster and the most which affect me is his deep eyes. They directly penetrate to my soul."
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