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Phantom Samsara: Path of Yaksha
Prologue: Parallel of the Beginning

Prologue: Parallel of the Beginning

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Well well well, look who we got here, hm?

Kohaku heard the Heruka has spoken right before him when he was kneeling on four before the wrathful deity, he was beyond exhausted that his mind becoming fuzzy the moment he think about her words. His eyes are covered by his bangs and didn’t move an inch, he still wounded from before and coughing up blood. You emotional wreck, what did I tell you? Of course you wouldn’t, because you cared… right? He heard him, yet he didn’t event say anything about that.

In all honesty he was weak from the heart, he was worried.

It’s not about dragging someone in trouble, everything made it worse for him.

That bastard ruined his life.

Yamantaka was standing with his hand on his hip while walking towards him, seeing him being frozen on the ground and he kneeled before him. He was still weak, that was why he couldn’t do anything, even if his heart was beating. He didn’t know what to say, so he just said. “I’m sorry…” That’s what he said, yet he still had the energy to speak to him. “It’s not your fault that you’re tired of being weak, Kayana,” he said with a smile, before his smile turning into a devilish smirk. He said it with such a serious face, his face was like a mask, the devil was smiling. “Don’t be inferior to yourself.”

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 I was so tired. My heart had been pounding for hours, my head felt like it had a thousand knots inside it, I couldn’t control it.

Kohaku opened his eyes tiredly when he felt his hands moved him, so he was kneeling on his knees before him.

“It’s time to move forward, just like the one who suffered just like you,”  he whispered at him, still smiling at him with that devil-like smile. I had no idea how long it took me to fall into that state, how much time had passed. There wasn’t any time left, just a little bit… his eyes slowly becoming amber-gold colored, with the black sharp pupils that he didn’t resist him. “In exchange of your fate in here, no one can stop you, you are yourself.”

Is this another cycle of samsara?

When this will end?

Is this some kind of script or something?

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