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Inner Battle

It's March, a quarter of the year has gone, and I have deteriorated from bad to worse, and from worse to worst in a matter of a month. I have been neglecting sleep, studies, and devoted my life into indulging... Continue Reading →

Foe

Solitary, wrapped in the moon light in the vicinity of a dilapidated wooden house, sat immensely focused on my breathing, my thoughts and feeling the softness of the kimono with my katana laying next to me. Visualising my fore-coming battles... Continue Reading →

Knife Vs. Revolver

Two men, back-to-back against each other. Two sets of heartbeats, not in sync. One was flushing in confidence and determination, another palpitating in fear and having a skeptical foresight of losing the match, maybe losing his life too. One vast... Continue Reading →

Shaken

Leaping unto the ring, standing tall as the all-time champ, but nothing ever gripped me as hard as fear of the newcomers, they had the innovations, the brains to knock out even my peers whom I considered them to be... Continue Reading →

KABOOM!!!

I was a scapegoat, a vanguard, a one-man suicide squad. Whatever you wanted to call me, I would care less, because I had only one reason to live, and end my life, it was to wreck some shit and create... Continue Reading →

Disgraceful

Anxiety slunk into my throat as I caught my breath haphazardly with my katana was drawn out for an anticipated exchange with my master. I was told that I would be tested to achieve the highest rank of a samurai.┬áThis... Continue Reading →

Unending Battles

The night was still young, churning with the dreaded silence that haunted me, I clutched the hem of the bed, crying, soddening the bed with my very tears of sadness, hollowness. My thoughts were as if nothing in life made... Continue Reading →

Mind Deviation

The remnants of the space craft was the only company that I had after the intense outbreak in the intergalactic fight of the tyranny. We were the Resistance, and we suffered stellar losses but a phyrric victory.┬áBut... how... why... did... Continue Reading →

Misconception

Surging with anger, fear, jealousy, the green-eyed monster stormed into the house where the innocent husband was sitting nonchalantly in front of the TV, browsing through channels aimlessly. "Hon..." "Hon what hon? Huh? You think I don't know what you... Continue Reading →

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