Disclaimer : I don't own -Man
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Prologue
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Perhaps I should not have asked the question.
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"Yuu, do you believe in the afterlife?"
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The law of attraction, they say.
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Honk! HONK!
Crash!
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I should have focus more on the road instead.
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"Yuu..? ...Are you alright?"
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My left arm was deformed since then.
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"...Yuu...?"
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I was lucky. Really lucky.
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"Yuu? Answer me! Please answer me!"
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But it was a totally different story for Kanda.
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"How is his condition, doctor?"
I was scared. I wanted the doctor to tell me that he's still alive, just unconscious. Silently, I prayed and prayed, hoping that my prayers could be heard.
But it seems like prayers are meant to be unheard.
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"We've done our best. Sorry."
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Perhaps this is the punishment I deserve for my own carelessness.
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"Walker, don't blame yourself for his death. It was not your fault."
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Even though I was the one responsible for his death?
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"Release your tension, young man. Writing might help."
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And I took his advice.
I wrote a story. A story about me, about Kanda. It was a story about our lives. Everything inside were all description of our lives.
Every single detail are.
Just that, the situation in this story will be in reversed mode.
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I was the one who died.
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A/N : This story is heavily influenced by the Hong Kong movie, "Written by". Enjoy yourself reading it~
Just a short question : Should I just leave it here or continue it?
Unheard Salvation.