How will I rise… in a world where even the sun doesn’t? Or did I even want to rise in the first place? I only had to keep what’s mine—or more like, stay with what’s mine.  Aah… at least I still have my sister. She's Cruel, just like me. But, Why? I tried my best to keep her away from the blood, but somehow, I always ended up in it first. And she was always there—never letting me alone.  To the point where… she became just like me. She was a burden once. Then a reason. My reason.  To live? Or purhabs… the only reason. After all, how can a man live without a reason? That’s why I wanted more. More reasons. More to live for. But no… I shouldn’t. I loved my mother. Loved, not love. I also loved Viser. He was like a father to me. But again… loved. I just keep losing them. Twice now. I want to say I won’t lose again, but… can I?