RoKurosawa

~Chapter 40~ For the light of you—or lack thereof in the pitch darkness—you couldn’t bring yourself to move backwards or forward. There was something about the realization that you weren’t alone that made you want to discover the undiscovered, but the latter told you to stay put. You had experience far too many unfortunate situations and haphazard plights in the course of your adventure, and whatever lay ahead could not spell good news. So, you stayed back. Mathias and Berwald returned a few minutes later with an ignited stick each. To your wonderment, they even had rope. “Where’d the rope come from?

    It was karaoke night at the bar you worked at, every Friday you would anonymously perform. Only your boss and coworkers knew, ever since you started working and singing the business picked up quite a bit. You and Matthias had even made a YouTube page with over a thousand subs. People came from three towns over even came to the bar to see the “Sirens Song”. Tonight you would be making a duet with your best friend Matthias. You would be singing until three am when the bar closes. Right now you were changing in the back, Matthias was changing as well.     “You scared?” You asked him finishing tying up your boots. (Y

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=piYunr5mTDM&spfreload=10 Please listen while you read!) [Decim’s perspective] Trembling hands. This is the first detail I notice. Knuckles whiten as her grip fastens around her playing cards. Her shoulders curve as if ready to curl away and hide from her surroundings. Matted hair curves about her face and casts shadows over placid skin. Her teeth pull and tug at the flaccid tissue of her lip, until droplets of crimson bead at the corner of her mouth. Such is a typical reaction when human souls engage in the games at Quindecim. As their memories resurface, and the reality sinks upon them, fear intensi

You kept your head down,  keeping yourself isolated from others. You couldn't let anyone else get bullied because of you. You didn't want to make people deal with your problems. You were happy alone. When you were alone, you could think, and when you could think, you were calm. Calmness was something that you found hard to get. With your parents being dead and with all the bullying that went on at school, serenity was something you strived for. "Hey there freak." You ignored the comment and continued walking down the hallways of your school. "Oi, don't ignore me! Little useless beings like you shouldn't have the privilege of even being aliv

Part I: A Little Accident ‘Oh, crap… I’m sooo fired now…’ You thought as you ran the residential streets of Z City. ‘I’m gonna kill that ass-chin brat!’ You thought for the umpteenth since morning that day as you searched for another long street. “Kyaaaaa!” “Run away!!” “A monster! There’s a monster!” Were some of the screams you could hear within the deafening noisy coming from some distance away. If you were right, the screams came from the direction of a nearby playground. The exact same place you were heading to. ‘If that little bastard d

< PREVIOUS Part II: Ah. It’s You! Warmth. That was the first thing you felt. Warm and secure in a little shelter. Much too little actually. There was an unnerving silence hanging in the air as well. Your numb mind was slowly sinking back into reality, as your lungs burned for air and your ears started to pick distinct and distant voice like sounds. You took a deep breath to run some oxygen through your body but the air, filled with microscopically particles of dirty, made you start to cough violently. “Are you okay?” A male voice asked and you took your time to respond him. You opened your eyes with difficulty and fo