Jaclyn had went out for a while, she wanted to feel free, she walked out into the city, there was a man with a keyboard trying his best to perform for money but there wasn’t anyone cheering for him

He was not very good at it but he had this glint in his eyes that showed his passion for music

“It would be the world if you even gave me any spare change”.

She picked in her pocket, she couldn’t feel a single thing, no metal coins, nothing so instead she sat down beside the man and took out her holy sword from within her hands

The handle had increased in size while the blade itself became thinner, strings appeared

Her holy sword had transformed into a guitar

She smiled at the man

“I’ll play with you, maybe you’ll attract more attention”.

“Thank you young woman”.

He had this smile on his face, it was completely genuine

“No problem, I have the day off anyways”.

Jaclyn had always been fascinated by the guitar, she had first seen it held by a street performer, she soon begged her father to buy one then it soon became something that her and her dad had a connection over

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She practiced everyday for 10 years straight

“I think I can still handle this properly, I haven’t played in a couple years”.

He had pressed down on a chord as he started to sing while playing, he wasn’t perfect but he wasn’t bad either

Jaclyn listened to his playing and started adding notes behind him

More people came towards him, they were mesmerized, staring at him

Jaclyn simply walked off after he gained enough recognition, she had vanished into thin air

“I wanted to say thank you”.

Jaclyn was being held hostage, she had a flaming knife to her throat, her face was calm and unnerving for the person

She grabbed the flaming knife and crushed it with her bare hands, the steel folding like a piece of paper

The man ran into the corner, trying his best to escape, he had ragged clothes which had gone through so much, they were dirty and had holes in them, he had no money

Jaclyn had extended her hand out to him

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you”.

His hands were skinny and frail, he had the look of a hobo, he was hungry

She was sitting at a burger joint together with the homeless man, he was eating whatever came his way while Jaclyn simply watched him

“You full now”?

She asked him with a stoic and calm face

He lowered his and apologized

“I’m sorry for trying to rob you, it’s just that my wife took everything I had, all my possessions, my kids and my money”.

She simply listened to all his problems and ate together with him until the sun fell

He was lonely and hungry, he just needed some sort of company, he wasn’t a bad person, he was just in the wrong environment

The sun was had almost set, Jaclyn stood in front of a grave as the the orange sun shined on the grave, putting it in the spotlight

“Hi dad, I’ve missed you so much, remember when I promised you I would save the world? Well I did, technically in another universe but that still counts right? For me it’s been over 15 years since I last saw you”.

The grave was shining like a star

“Happy birthday dad”.

She had lit up the candle on the small cake she had bought

It was decorated with fruits and candy

“You always had a sweet tooth”.

The wind had blown out the candle as the sun set into nighttime