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Story of a lonely wanderer
Chapter 00 - Start of a long journey

Chapter 00 - Start of a long journey

Gradually I Opened My Eyes……….

An eerie silence greeted my ears……

No one was around me…….

As distant as I could see…….

There was nothing but a dazzling color……….

A Color that resembles boiling Passion………

A Color that resembles Revenge………

A Color that would fill my soul ………

Something abhorrent rises in my guts 

It is consuming me up from inside. 

I cannot Breathe

*BADUMP*

I cannot Beathe

*BADUMP*

I cannot Beathe

*BADUMP*

As I fall unconscious, I can sense that there are still emotions inside of me……………………..

But I never knew if they were genuine………………

Is it

hatred

resentment

or 

love?

I have to try……..

If only to let them out………………

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And so………………

I will continue………

to go on……….

to keep living on .......

Suddenly I realize…..

That I  …….

never really told her ……..

How beautiful is the……...

moon today…….

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On the scorching hot day, a lone man was walking in the desert alone, wearing a worn-out Robe and a scarf around his neck. His face wasn’t visible, but his whole body exerted an aura of danger and repulsion. As we went to the town, people were scared to look in his direction as the hairs on their hands stood up when he passed them.

Some people thought he was a bandit, but others thought that he might be the guy who was wanted by the empire, but no one dared to stop him and ask him about himself. As he made his way through the town, in his mind, there was only a single destination that he was going to, and he walked for days in the desert just to go there. After walking for some time, He came across a worn-out Old Wooden style building that looked like it had been abandoned for years.

He walked inside and made his way up the stairs to the first room on the right. It was a Japanese-style room that would have looked beautiful if there wasn’t much dust on the walls. For the first time in days, face of the man relaxed, as he looked in the mirror and took his scarf off, it was not a face of a man but of a boy who saw a little too much in this world. His face was wrinkled and strained but was still pretty. Anyone would mistake him for a girl in her adolescence if they had seen him in the past, but that face was long gone, and now it was the face of someone pursuing something which only he knew.

“I never thought this place would still exist even after that long.” The boy said after a long sigh and relaxing his body, but something was wrong. He sensed that 

“Why is my heart beating so fast……..?”

“Maybe it is because I still feel them here.”

With that thought, he looked around the room as his eyes became soft. He was no more than a dangerous man who emitted the aura of danger but he was a man who drowned himself in sorrow and was reminiscing, his eyes became moist as his knees gave up and he dropped down on the floor and was sobbing endlessly while holding himself and being crumbled his a ball. 

“Why it wasn’t me” He cried loudly as his tears were not stopping and time passed as he cried uncontrollably.

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Hi guys, So a little bit about me, I'm an amateur novel writer who has a passion for fantasy novels and has read quite a lot of manga and novels of the same genre. This novel is going to be a bit anime-esque but its going to be really dark and will deal with topics like Depression, Suicide and many other taboo topics so viewer discretion is advised. On the other hand about me, Im a college student who is currently doing engineering and I hope that you will find this work of mine good. I hope that. Please look forward to the future chapters and give me valuable feedback so I can improve. Thanks.

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