Chapter 1 : The Wandering Soul

Maybe it was because of the light. Maybe it was for the dark.

The light that shimmer through all the darkness. And the dark that surrounds the burning light.

It was both cold and warm.

There were absolute nothing that surrounds the light.

The dark was cold, but, it feels warm. The light was warm, but, it feels odd.

Maybe for once, they could try to grab that dark that was not with them.

Maybe it would be fun or maybe it will be full of suffering.

They didn't care.

All they care was that light was always with them.

They had enough of it and they want to try the looming dark.