Chapter 2.

I entered my room, swift as a feather. I felt the warm breeze blow across my face as I felt a cool sensation go through me. I couldn't help but smile as I laid my bamboo stick down and sat on my bed. I felt the soft, velvet blanket give way to my weight. I leant backwards and closed my eyes, it was no different to them being open. Just the same forever darkness the dwelled my life.

I felt a figure approaching me from the side. It was holding a rusty iron greatsword with daggers in each pocket. I pretended to be asleep to lure the intruder into a false sense of security.

When I felt them close enough I jumped up and kicked my in the face aiming for their nose to do minor damage. I ran to my bamboo stick picked it up and threw it to the door barricading it, shortly after as predicted a swarm of people were banging against the door trying to breach in.

I was still in a room with a man that bad blood dripping down his face.

"Don't think you can defeat me that easily, Kumani." I smirked standing in an up right posture.

"You're blind as a bat! How do you know its me, Ikurar?" Kumani yelled his body tensing.

I felt a slight shiver of excitement go up me as this fight was about to get real.

The world was hazey.

I felt my head spinning in circles as my limp body was placed onto a carrier bed and dragged away to the hospital.

I felt my body tense as I tried moving a muscle, but the only muscles going were the one needed to survive. I felt my heart's rhythm quicken in pase till the point I was surprised it didn't skip a beat.

was this the end?