I'm back. I'm sorry it's been so long, but, I've been busy with school and trying to improve my artistic skills. Enishi, disclaimer.
Enishi: No. I don't take orders from anyone, especially you.
Me: Do it, or I'll kick your ass. Or better yet, write a yaoi story about you.
Enishi: Damn you. (sighs) Hades Dragon doesn't own Rurouni Kenshin. If he did, he'd show what really happened to me, along with a few other bizzare changes.
Me: See, now that wasn't so bad, was it?
Enishi: Yes it was.
Me: Well, I don't care. Enjoy.
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Reflections of a Troubled Soul
I can't believe this... Everything I've done since I was thirteen to now… it was all for nothing.
Ever since my nee-san died, I had only one goal: to bring Jinchuu on Himura's head. I spent eleven years climbing my way up to the top of Shanghai's criminal world, killing, selling firearms, and doing all sorts of horrible things.
And finally, when I had finally enough power and resources to execute my vengeance, I kidnapped Himura's love interest.
But later, I saw my sister's diary… and learned everything I'd done was… meaningless.
I was so caught up in my hatred I couldn't see that it wasn't my sister would have wanted. She would have wanted me to be happy, to move on with my life.
And now, here I am, weak, defeated, with only my clothes, my watou, and with nothing to show for all these years.
But… Maybe it isn't over yet. What that old man said got me thinking… maybe it wasn't all for nothing. Maybe I can still lie, move on with my life, and leave all this behind.
Yes, I'll do that. I'll wander around for a while, trying to find a purpose, a reason to live, to find myself.
I'll always remember what I've been through, what I've seen, heard, done, and most importantly, what Himura taught me: that even the most wretched soul can be saved.
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Done. Sorry if it sucked. Please review, and remember to give me loads of constructive criticism, and that flames are not allowed or appreciated.
