On the mist of darkness, where my only companion is the moon who lights up my whole territory

filled with horror and despair. the smell of flesh and blood

i who was once enjoyed the night, running and running in circles without caring what leads ahead

is now terrified to go outside the barriers i put to myself for i might hurt an innocent being as i roam around

overwhelming anger and madness has taken over me. the blood of my evil ancestors beginning to flow into my veins

letting out the beast i feared to show. a monster who only knows to kill the very first specimen that could quench my thirst and satisfied my hunger

there's no point of saving me. it's already too late

the only way to solve this situation is to kill myself with this silver knife and forever rest without killing somebody

but why? why can't i do it? why can't my body follow the plea of my mind?

is there something missing is there something i must do before i meet death?

"i will protect you. I promise"

huh? a voice? a sweet and soothing voice that eases the suicidal thoughts of my mind

whose voice is that? where did it came from? protect? who me? but how?

should i search for you? and if already find you...

could you handle the dark world you'll about to enter as you hold my hand?

ha! this is ridiculous. i might be losing my mind

how can a puny being change the terrifying fate of a demon's doll.

this is really ridiculous

but no matter how much i try to erase this voice. her voice

it won't leave. it just keeps repeating and repeating

tempting me to search for you desperately