“Hey Knight”
<< Yeah? >>
“Will i ever.......be free?”
is what i asked the darkness.
<< You wont. >>
is what it answered.
confused, i asked the thing only i can see
“why......?”
<< Because there is no freedom in this world. >>
Knight laughed sarcastically while continuing
<< Aren’t you the prime example as to why there is no freedom in this world? so why don’t you create it? >>
“B-but i can’t do that, Knight.....”
<< Then i shall provide my assistance, my king.>>
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“oi! what the fuck are you talking to yourself huh?!”
“““ YEAH!YEAH!”””
“how dare you, a poor parentless bastard like you....have better grades that me, HUH?!?!?”
--Pashi!
--thud
“HOW DARE A FUCKING BASTARD LIKE YOU EVEN SHOWING UP IN OUR SCHOOL?!”
--thud thud
“S-stop....”
as i grabbed that person’s ankle
“DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME YOU FILTHY BASTARD!!!!”
--CRAAAACK
“a-aaaaaaahhhHhhhhHHhHhHHHHhhhhhHHHHH!!!!”
“o-oi...i think you’re going too far....i-i think you broke h-him.....”
“so what? aren’t we all, as class second year A , playing with that dog? and to begin with, he’s broken from the time i had him.”
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“what?! you cant work because your wrist got dislocated?!! then head to the doctor and get me a medical leave!”
“huh?! you don't have money to pay for a doctor you say?!?! then get out!! it was my fault to hire a dog from the streets!!”
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<< Are you okay? >>
“Y-yeah....”
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“i’m hungry....”
<< In that case, follow me! i know just the place to get you food!!>>
“ahh....we’re going to that grandma again?”
<< Ya bet! i mean she’s been so great and helpin’ ya and all!”
“b-but i don't want to inconvenient her again....”
<< ‘S fine, ‘s fine!>>
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<< Gran’~!>>
“ohya...? if isn't the young boy~”
“oh...poor you. to think they made this much of your wrist.....you’re pretty strong to be able to walk here from school.....with that.....”
<< I know right? no matter how many times i request him not to go to school....>>
“ohh! how about i take you to the hospital?”
“now now, don't be like that! you’re like a grandson to me y’know”
“alright then! stay here while i go get the doctor!!”
“ohh? as to why i'm not taking you to the hospital despite saying that? its because your ankle is in a very bad shape that you cant even walk with it can you? i mean look at how big it became.”
“no worries, this gran’ will be back in a flash!”
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“A-are you sure this is fine.....?”
<< she said she’ll be back in a flash right? knowing her, she’ll probably do it>>
it shivered while saying that.
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“i should p-probably do that....”
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<< She’s quite late....>>
“yeah.....”
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“t-thanks...”
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<< Yeah? whats wrong??>>
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“o-okay.....” <
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“e-ehh........?”
“i feel sorry for her.”
“what have they done....”
“this is quite terrible.....to stab an elderly on the side of the road.”
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“b-but...! its my fault because i'm the one who went to her.....and she’s the one who went out in order to get me a doctor....so its all my fault that grandma died!!!”
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“No! Knight haven’t done anything wrong at all!! you were only thinking about me....”
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“nmmm....”
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“Yeah...”
<< Look! your wrist is bandaged and all!!>>
“that's true....how did that happen........?”
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“I-i see....i must thank that kind spirit.....”
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“ohh.....right. i cant miss on school now can i?”
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“Oii, dog. what the hell is up with that wrist?”
“HUH?! WHO THE HELL GAVE THIS THING TO A POOR BASTARD LIKE YOU?! POOR PEOPLE LIKE YOU SHOULDN'T GO AND BE TREATED, THAT’LL JUST PROLONG THE TIME UNTILL TRASH LIKE YOU ROT AWAY!!!!”
“What the hell is that bastard muttering about?”
“Well, you can bandage a flesh wound but you cant do anything about his head now can we?”
“hahaha~! so true~”
“Anyhow, about time we go get our morning exercise!”
“sounds about right~”
-Thud
“huh! why aren't you screaming~?!”
--Thud, Thud
“What the hell are you talking to?!”
--Bang
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“I-i’m fine....”
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“DONT!”
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“Woah?!”
“the hell?!”
“what’re you shouting at huh?!”
“i think one wrist wasn't enough right? should i take the arm next??”
--CREEEEEEEEEEEEEECK
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!”
“hahahahaha! look at him dancing!!”
“--ahaha~ so how do you feel~?”
“ahh? when i talk....answer!”
--Thud
--Clang~
“ohh? whats this??”
“s-stop....”
“hmm....? dont you have a nice pendant here huh? this is totally a waste on trash like you, so ill be nice and take it~!”
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“S-STOOOOOOOOOP!!!!”
--Ba-dump
“g-give it back.......!”
“huuuh? something like this? trash like you don't deserve it. you should look in the trash or something~ i bet you stole it anyway~”
-Ba-dump Ba-dump
“T-thats Grandma’s memento.......!”
“you have a grandma?! now this is a classic! hear that guys, this guy has a grandma!!”
“““HAHAHAHAHAHA!!”””
-- Ba-dump Ba-dump Ba-dump
“give.....it.....back.......! Knight, Rock!”
<< Roger. >> <
within a split second, the room was dyed red.
from the chairs to the tables to the walls, everything was dyed with blood.
it was a scene taken from a B-rated movie.
all that's left from the 21 one students was....a single shadow.
“w-waaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!”
“g-give it back.....”
“w-what the hell is happening here...?!”
“give.....it......back......”
“o-oi, shut the hell up trash....don't you see whats happening here.....?! what the hell is happening......? this is a joke.....right?”
“i said......give it back.......!”
--Woosh~
“a-AHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhHHhHhhHhHhHhHHhHhhHHHHHH!!!!”
the arm that held the pendant was cut off of the main body, so clean not even blood realized it should flow out of the wound seconds after being cut off.
“M-MY ARM!!!”
Knight picks up my pendant and gives it to me.
<< There you go~>>
the truth is, i have an abnormal ability that enables me to make everything i imagine come to life.
but of course, they wont appear here but in a higher dimension called “NeverLand” or at least that's what Knight says.
this cursed ability is what got rid of everything held dear to me.
ever since that day....
i lost the ability to hear my own voice.
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“Hey Knight”
<< Yeah? >>
“Will i ever.......be free?”
i asked the blood--crimson haired butler before me
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“but....will i still be free?”
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“is that.....freedom?”
<< of course. but then again, freedom comes with a price. are you willing to pay it?>>
“i am. but will you follow me through....?”
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