The Awaited Melee 3

"As I said, I'm not related to your woman. She might've cheated to you! Now stop this nonsensical sh*t and go find another!" yelled team 8 leader. It wasn't to make the other man to feel better nor it was a persuade however it was a fact!

"so… this whole time…I'm…" team 2 leader was loss of words and felt that he is very sorry for accusing the man.

"Truth is heavy, therefore few care to carry it, Talmud Proverb" the two were startled when they hear a repose tyrannous voice coming from the woods. Even those viewers was the same, because of being engrossed at the whole scene they didn't noticed the other team arrival.

It was Aka's

"I'm sorry to tell you but, you're surrounded" he added as all of his teammate appeared as a circle, having their guns aimed at the two leader.

"You got us" said the team 8 leader as he sighed in relief. Finally this long grudge has been settled for good, he can now at least relax even if they lost.

As the saying goes, the Truth will set you Free. It's more important than victory.

After wards, Aka's team won the whole fourth batch without any efforts, and in fact, they arrived at the scene long before, but when he heard the two team leader in deep contrast. He decided to appear after the two finished their business. He wasn't considerate but what's the harm on it?

In the end, He who marries prudence is the brother-in-law of peace.

Late at night,

A silhouette was standing near a window staring blankly at the dark sky, where million of stars was scattered.

It was Aka who was drinking a glass of beer. He wasn't a drunk yard but some said an alcohol can put someone to sleep. This was his fifth cupful glass, yet he didn't felt that way.

Those dark bewitching eyes of him was drifted from afar. He is in his usual deep thought. This was his comfort zone, Being alone and undistracted.

The room was dark and only the lights coming from the outside gives a dim closure at the room. He wasn't bother by the darkness at all, most people would admit they're afraid of it and always has turned their lights on, but as for him it's completely the opposite. As a person who grow at the darkness abyss, the feeling was only unilateral. He had seen things more disturbing, so why would he care about the darkness?

The only thing about the darkness, is its color. It was pitch black and nothing else can't be seen, of course, it was grim. Yet, black, is the only color that can dissolve with the other colors and can completely alter it into black. It's a sad color to think, but it's the perfect color to define him.

Some time, he once wondered if how his life would have become if he was raised in a normal family and didn't enter in the military.

Can he live happily and felt emotions? Or was it the same?

Was his whole existence made just for this? Deep inside, he can still feel a very little pinch of humanity that is left, however he is unsure if one day, he wake up, that small piece would vanish.