Prologue
Kora Kuroi
(Kora's P.O.V)
I'm here, I guess, to tell you my story. What makes my story so special compared to others? Who knows, maybe you will figure that out for yourself. Everyone has their views, sometimes it will separate into two halves or into small clusters; but there is always that one person, who sticks out. Whether it is in a bad, or in a good way, they seem to just...float on the top of the water.
I guess that doesn't really make any sense, does it? Maybe, if you stick around to hear me out, you will find out just what that means. I might warn you though; it's not a pleasant journey, my story. There is no such thing as a set path in my story, no guarantees, no magic or supernatural adventures; it is but my story, my life, nothing less and nothing more.
Maybe you could muster up some kind of reason or conspiracy from this, maybe not. Questions. That. Is what my story is. Just a muddle of weird, unanswered questions.
If I were to describe myself to you, I would use colors. It may sound obnoxious and conceded but if you were to look at everyone else, their color would be brown. Why? Because, eventually, after trying to mix so many colors together, you will make brown. Now, not everyone is brown some may be a mixture of blue and green or purple and red.
There are so many, but only some, out of these wide ranges, will be only one color and they will be the only one who is that color. I would describe myself as one of those colors. A color that is mine, and only mine; I'm like no one and there is no one like me. I'm unique.
I guess you could use that word…..but it only briefly describes me. You may think otherwise, you may believe that I'm not as unique as I have claimed; and again it's for you to decide. Not your friends, your teacher, your parents or siblings, just you and your thoughts. Maybe you will come to realize something, maybe not.
I guess, since you've stayed this long, we will just have to…..wait and see.