(I believe that my english is not good, as well as I don't really know how to express through words too; but I will try my best to write a story which I never tried before in my whole life...; as I visualize more rather than writing things down.... Therefore, I hope that those who had read this story will kindly gives a word of advice or comments so that I can improve more.... Domo Arigatou........)
I don't really remember, what is the purpose of living in this world... I have been searching for this memory, that had been lost in a time far far back away...
Night. It is dark and cold indeed. The night breeze blown and wrap through me. For God sake... It is freezing. I never felt so weak and depressed before. All I can remember, is a sudden warm tears, rolling down from my eyes to my pale face, and then it drops to the ground. I never bother to rub off the tears, because when I do, I will felt lonely. It is the tears that had accompany me, through out these years on the top of the Mount of Kururu.
Even though I am different from the rest of my family, where they believe I am the strongest and the most talented, but, I never felt proud for who I am… never. Life up here is a misery. They used all kind of techniques to train me… from suffering to impervious, the process is indeed a living hell… From physical to mentally suffered, everyday, it repeats, everyday, it becomes fierce and inhuman… until I forget, that humans are actually full of love…
Oh yes… LOVE… I remembered… the memory flash back all of a sudden into my mind…
"Hello, young master, why are you crying," a sweet voice appeared at my back. I turned back and quickly rub off my tears. "Nothing, something just flied into my eyes…" I tried to lie and resist to tell her the truth. "Really, is it hurt? I can help you to blow it out, young master…" the girl speaks with full of care and gentle. "It's ok… and, do call me Kirua instead of young master." "No, young master, I am only a servant in this house, I should not called you by your name, young master." I began to laugh and ask, "Are you new around here? I never see you before, what's your name?" I asked anxiously. "I am Kanaria, young master. Yes, today is the first day I worked here, and my job is to look after you, young master." Kanaria is a kind girl. She is the only friend I have in the house and the only person that heal me whenever I am wounded in the training. I felt really warm and secure whenever she is with me, unlike my family… they only treat me as a weapon not a human, not at all… "Kanaria, I wanted to be with you forever!!" She always replied back with a sweet smile, "Young master will grow up someday and will be the greatest assassin one day, you cannot always be with me, I am only your servant." "I don't want to be an assassin, I want to be with you!!" Being a child, this is the only dream I have, yes, to be with Kanaria.