I tapped at my keyboard, making klick-klack sounds as letters appeared in the monitor before me. My face could be described to be mere inches from the screen, but I was a reasonable distance away, though I could hardly see anything besides the monitor, so perhaps that statement was false?

I lifted a hand, and adjusted the position of my hard-rimmed glasses. Brown and black in color, it matched my hair near perfectly. As I grew up, my hair was a golden blonde, but it slowly drifted off to be brown with patches of black in it. To be honest, I liked my blonde locks more, but this is me so it was fine. As for my eyes, well, nobody seemed to agree on what color they were. 'Green!' 'Blue!' 'Gray!' 'Orange!' Whoever was it that said orange was either color-blind, or retarded to all Hell, but the first three I heard more than once, though mostly it was green and blue. When I stare at a mirror, I can see blue and green, but also some flickers of gold... possibly due to staring at a reflection with a light near my eye with my glasses off.

I was currently wearing a light, multi-colored blue shirt, that was a bit like water in some regards - it just had that feel - with three white buttons, with two of them buttoned up, near the nonexistent collar. I had on blue jeans, and white socks. The underwear is confidential.

Raising my left hand up, I moved my hair lightly to the side, as it had fallen down in front of my glasses. If I don't wear my glasses, and let my hair fall down, then it would cover my eyes, though mostly my left, with my right peeking out through some cracks. It wasn't that long in the sides - only covering the top of my ears - but it fell down to the nape of my neck. Sometimes, it was a hassle to clean it when I take my showers. Sometimes I wonder why I have to get my hair cut, or why it looks like girl's hair to my grandmother, but then I remember all the times I had to wash my hair, and it all starts to make sense... Then I quickly forget that, as I liked my hair this way, and called it a day.

Wonderful times, they are. Smiling to myself in a sense of satisfaction, I clicked over to a different window, and changed the song playing. After selecting a song, I went back to my original tab, and stared at what was last written.

Rereading the line multiple times, I picked my thoughts back up, and continued where I left off.

'...and the two, stared into the other's eyes, emotions swirling around their irises, as they thought of how they ended up there. From when they met, and through the' tri-trib-tri? 'tribulations they went through. Smiling at the other, the two announced their vows, and leaned forward. Their lips locked, and cheers went off. After breaking contact, the two gazed into the other's eyes, a blush rising on their cheeks. At the same time, the two newly-weds spoke up. "I love you." Their words echoed throughout the church, and the audience clapped.'

...And there. Now add this, and that... look up that word, make sure It's being used right... Why is that spelled wrong... fix that... grammar check for the win... except when it throws BULLSHIT at you... Okay, and now... Save!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Throwing my arms back, and leaning against the back of my chair, I let out a satisfying groan as I stretched my muscles. The front legs of my chair left the ground, and my hands touched the wall behind me, keeping my figure, which was glued to the chair I sat in, suspended on its hind legs. This motion was practiced so well, that I hardly noticed that one wrong move, and I would be on the ground with a mild concussion.

Well, it's never happened before, so why would it now?

But, oh man... That was such a nice ending. Sucks I'm never going to post that story on the web. Instead, I'll just start a different series, and then post that, and then stop on the fifth or sixth chapter... maybe tenth. But... mhhmmmmmhmmmm. I really do love to stretch. So, how long will I drag this out? About now sounds good... But oh, man. What I would give to go into that game and make that ending come true... Well, let's wrap this up.

I threw my arms forward, and following it, was my body. However, the back left leg shuddered. And then promptly gave out, cracking into two. My chair fell to the side, and I fell with it, not knowing what was happening. My eyes could only stare at my monitor in fright, the prospect of never watching an anime again flashing through my eyes, flowing like time ticking slowly, I watched it as my head neared the floorboards beneath me. Wooden they be, hard they are.

And, what shall my last words be? My subconscious is a very dangerous place. Phrases that I never considered always managed to find its way up from deep inside my mind, to the top, which truly confused me for how stupid and nonsensical they are.

Such that: Potatoes are the true Gods.

It was the weirdest thing, but it was mostly made up, so it was fine.

But, if this is truly my death, then I must say one last thing; something amazing that will truly highlight my life. Like a really amazing final line. Something that could be written down in the history books. Well, let's see... Okay! I found something cool! It goes a bit like this-

"FUCK!" And so, my head smacked against the hard wooden floor, making a sickening thump. I must've blacked out, as I woke up in an ambulance, as a blaring sound was ringing out in the background, though I did not have visual aid. My eyes were closed, and they hurt, so I didn't open them, because they would hurt even more from the light.

I was not about that life.

Then, I must've passed out again, as I woke up in a bed. Probably. I mean, I was lying down on something soft, and a cover of some sort was strewn over me. Plus I heard various voices and- OWWWWW! What the freaking fuck? Why am I in so much pain?

Oh. Right. They probably gave my head some stitches or something. Or are they doing that right now? Hard to tell, as I'm not opening my eyes any time soon. I'm just going to go to sleep.

...And I can't go to sleep. Why, ain't that fancy?

So I just lied there, unwilling to open my eyes. I have no idea how much time past before something happened, but two voices carried itself to my ears, stirring me from my idleness, though only slightly.

"Ma'am, I need you to calm down, okay?" A man said, presumably a doctor.

"Alright." A few calming breaths. That voice... was my grandmother's.

"Your son has hit a part of his head, known as *sciencey word, convenient explanation*."

"Oh, no! What will happen to him?"

"Well, you see... *a more in-depth explanation that is very convenient...*. Do you understand, ma'am?"

"...So, you're just... basically saying... that he is... going to be a vegetable? How is that even possible!?"

"Ma'am. It's all science. It's been proven. Very sciencey."

"I don't know what you're trying to say... but I absolutely believe you. What's the hospital bill?"

"Approximately fifty-two."

"Fifty-two?"

"Yes."

"Fifty-two what?"

"Fifty-two."

"Hundred? Thousand?"

"No, just Fifty-two."

"But Fifty-two what?"

"Fifty-two... steps to murder by Steve Demaree."

"The book?"

"The very same."

"Alright, I got a copy at home... I'll just... bring it next time?"

"Excellent. Have a good day, ma'am."

"You too, doc."

Footsteps. Heading away from me. Sounds as if the two left.

But may I be the first to say it? What the fuck was with that conversation!? I understood almost none of it! But... for some strange and inexplicable reason... it all makes perfect sense!

I blame science for being too difficult to understand.

Okay, time to sleep.

Body: F1
Hair: 08
Accessory: 06
Color: 01
Face: 05
Detail: 01
Voice: F2

Name: Kamui
Birthday: 4/16
Boon: Quick
Bane: Excitable
Talent: Mercenary

"Kamui, you're alive!" A man donning purple, black, and gold armor shouted from atop a horse sporting similar colored armor. The man had blonde hair, and wielded a long black blade with a strange purple and red energy running up and down the blade. "They haven't harmed you, have they?" He finished, directing a flash of hatred towards his fated rival.

"Big brother, Xander! I'm fine." A small girl shouted back. The petite girl had white hair, which just barely poked at her chin on the sides, wearing a black hairband, with a white rose on the left side. She wore tight black and white armor, with some blue mixed in. Her adorable red eyes, with elliptical pupils stared back at the now named man, Xander, with adoration. However, unlike her older brother, she did not wear shoes or boots of any kind, settling instead on being barefooted. It was a weird sight on the battlefield, but that is just a digression. "But... why are you invading Hoshido!?" The small girl continued, confusion etched into her tone.

"Father says it's time to show our true strength, and so, let us begin! Join us, and we'll end this quickly." Xander shouted, waving his offhand arm, motioning towards the lone man standing before him, and what lies at his back. "If we conquer Hoshido here and now, we can avoid unnecessary bloodshed."

"Xander..." Kamui muttered. Xander had to strain his ears to catch her last words. "I... I need a minute."

"Be careful, Kamui." A man wearing mainly red, with some gold, armor declared, stabbing a katana that was covered in blue and white lightning, into the ground. With long brown hair, and sharp eyes to match, he spoke with a confidence to match his rival head-to-head. "That man is a Nohrian commander!"

"Big brother, Ryoma..."

Before she could finish her words, the flapping of heavy wings were heard, as a Wyvern settled onto the earth. On top of its back, was a woman with long purple hair, with her left eye being blocked by the very same hair. She wore black armor, and in her hand, she held a rather big axe. She stared longingly at Kamui, and with an alluring voice, she spoke. "Kamui! I was so worried about you. Don't ever wander away from me again!"

And just as she finished speaking, two pairs of hooves beat again the ground. A man wearing armor and a tall collar spoke up, as his horse came to a rest. He had short blonde hair, and an intelligent look sparkled in his eyes. "I'm glad you're Okay, Kamui. You must have the Devil's own luck!"

"Heehee yaaay!" A cheerful and rather immature voice was heard coming from the blonde haired man's side. A small girl, riding a small horse appeared. Like the man, she had blonde hair, though her's were long. She held a staff in her hand. Unlike the rather mature and intelligent man, this girl was more childlike in appearance, voice, and in action. "We got our sister back!" She did a small celebration as she threw her hands up into the air, which only made the man beside her, who clutched a tome with a tree on it, shake his head with his eyes closed.

From closer to where Kamui was, a red haired woman who was riding a Pegasus shouted out, hatred in her voice. She wore white armor with some red in it, and carried a lance at her side. "Nohrian scum! First you kidnap her, now you lie to her!?" She gritted her teeth in anger, and stared daggers at the three new arrivals, plus Xander. "Kamui is MY sister, not yours!"

"No." The purple haired woman interjected, with a serious voice bordering being monotone. "You are mistaken. Kamui is my sweet little sister. You may not have her." The woman hefted up her big axe, and stared so hard at the red haired girl, that if looks could kill, she would be dead ten times over.

"Don't be fooled! You belong with your true family in Hoshido!" Ryoma yelled back at Kamui.

"Come back! We have loved you and raised you since you were but a child!" Xander quickly yelled over Ryoma's words. He smiled sweetly at Kamui, and his kindness was plain to see to all but the Hoshidans. "Come home, little princess. We can live as a family once more!"

"Come home to Hoshido, Kamui!" Ryoma shouted.

"No, Kamui! Nohr is your home!" Xander held out a hand towards Kamui. "This way."

"B-big sister!" A pink haired girl ran forward, but stopped, worry etched into her voice. A man with brown hair pulled into a ponytail stood by her side, wielding a bow with the string glowing blue.

"She's my sister!" The blonde haired girl shouted, as she too, ran forward, only to stop beside the woman with purple hair.

"We're your family." Ryoma calmly said, a smile on his face.

'My family...'

To Kamui, everything seemed to tune out. Everything around her disappeared, and she was swallowed up into the black void. White snow drifted downward, but even as she lifted a hand to collect the snow, she found that it was just beyond her reach. No sounds were made. The snow fell, dragged by the wind in all directions, but no sound reached her but her own voice. Even as the snow fell past her feet, they drifted on, settling somewhere below her, out of reach and out of sight.

Three, but possibly four, choices presented themselves to Kamui. But only one of these definite three choices could be picked. But, which would Kamui pick? In one song, she would sing of Birthright and Love. In the second, she would sing of Conquest and Fate. But, in the final song, she would sing of Silence and Blood. Birthright. Conquest. Silence. Love. Fate. Blood. Which would she pick? She knitted up her eyebrows in thought.

She loved her family in Nohr. But she loves her siblings in Hoshido. She would hate to fight against one or the other, but she must. Should she side with one side, just to spare herself from fighting all of them? No, there would still be pain. Her heart hammered within her chest. Her mind raced. Her eyes closed, and she thought. She felt light touch her skin on the right, but darkness touched the skin on her left. She was of both; light and darkness. Born to light, raised in darkness. She knows the two sides like the back of her hand. The love she was showered. The fate she was shown. The blood that has yet been. Tears welled up within her eyes, that threatened to spill. Kamui shook her head, left and right. There was really only one choice, she could really pick. She didn't want to fight her siblings, her beloved family. She wanted to run away. She was scared. She knew nothing of the world. She was happy with what she knew. But... she always desired to see the outside world, past the gray walls that enclosed around herself, and the darkness that marked the sky. She wanted to see everything.

She wanted... to be free. Like a bird in the sky, flying wherever it wishes. A teardrop spilled from her shut eyes, and slid down her cheek and to her chin. Her mind was set. Nothing could change what she was about to do. She slowly opened her eyes - the darkness around her shattered, and the snow that drifted downward, disappeared as if by melting - and met the eyes of each and every single one of her siblings, keeping eye contact for more than a few seconds.

Elise. The blonde girl smiled as Kamui looked at her, and waved her hand, a happy grin on her face.

Sakura. The pink haired girl gave a small smile, one of nervousness most likely, but she lifted her hand a bit to show that she cared greatly for her.

Leo. The blonde haired man gave a smirk, and softly patted his tome, as if to say, 'Remember your true home.'

Takumi. The brown haired man sent a frown towards Kamui, but he suddenly twisted his head to the right, as if to say, 'This is your home. Come here.'

Camilla. The purple haired girl smiled seductively at Kamui, as their eyes met. She raised her left hand, and beckoned the smaller girl towards her.

Hinoka. The red haired girl smiled and tightened her right fist into a fist and slammed it into her chest.

Xander. The man had his hand held out for Kamui to take, a smile on his face, and a soft look in his eyes.

Ryoma. The man gazed forward at Kamui with a soft smile, and a confident look in his eyes.

Kamui closed her eyes, letting her tears spill out, running down her soft cheeks that were slightly red. Opening her eyes suddenly, she gazed forward with a strength she did not know she had. She raised her voice, so she could be heard by all her loved siblings. Those who raised her, and those who did not. Both sides loved her, and helped her. She had memories of both the two - of light and of dark. However, by knowing the two, she knew that she couldn't pick one or the other. There was only... the middle.

"I... I won't betray anyone." Kamui met the eyes of Xander and Ryoma, letting her words sink in, before she continued with a confidence befit someone of her standing. "I won't fight against the people of Nohr after you cared for me all these years. You and Camilla, Leo, and Elise... We might not be related by blood, but you are family to me. You've been with me for as long as I can remember."

"Hm. Well said, little princess." Xander remarked, sighing in relief. "What ties us together is thicker than that of even blood."

"What are you saying, Kamui?" Ryoma asked, confused. "You would discard your true family and side with those who stand against us?" As he spoke, his anger flared until he was nearly shouting. He glared at Xander, and at the Nohrians, believing that they must've done something to Kamui, but before he could voice this thought, Kamui spoke up as she shook her head.

"...No, I refuse to fight against my Hoshidan siblings, either." Kamui's words relieved Ryoma, but he somehow felt unease. Xander frowned as he heard this, worry finding its way back into his heart. "Ryoma... we might not have spent much time together, but you are my family too. Everyone... You, Hinoka, Takumi, Sakura... I don't want to fight with you on this or any other battlefield."

"That's true." Ryoma agreed, a smile appearing on his face as he listened to his sister's words. "We feel the same, Kamui."

"...But I can't side with either of you against the other. I cannot betray my family."

"Kamui, what are you..." Xander said, confused at this turn of events. He did not understand what Kamui was getting at, and it infuriated him, though he kept a calm face, even as he frowned in thought, and knitted his eyebrows together.

"...going to do, then?" Ryoma finished Xander's unspoken words, worried at what Kamui would say and do. He shared a look of unease with Xander, but he immediately regretted it as anger surfaced once more. It was his fault that Kamui was saying this, it had to be! Like Ryoma, Xander was angered and blamed Ryoma for making Kamui like this. The two princes believed that it was the other that changed Kamui.

"I'm so sorry, both of you." Kamui's words interrupted their thoughts, causing their heads to swivel back towards the small girl. "Please, set your swords aside! I'm sure a peaceful solution exists. If we could just-"

"I've heard enough!" Xander roared, fury evident in his tone. "Kamui." he softened his words as he spoke her name, the name of his little sister, his little princess. "I can see what you're trying to accomplish here. As your elder brother, however, it is my duty to teach you the truth..."

"Not on my watch, not while I still stand..." Ryoma interrupted, drawing the eyes of the two towards him. "Kamui is finally back with her family- I will not let you take her again!" He drew his blade, and pointed it at Xander. Xander, likewise, pointed his own sword at the unmounted prince.

"No, wait! Xander! Ryoma!" Kamui tried to get their attention, to stop them, but it was in naught.

"Silence! Don't think for a moment that I will let you take Kamui without a fight. It seems only right to cross swords with my opposing equal. As the heirs of our respective families, why don't we settle this here and now?"

"I welcome a challenge. Prepare yourself, then. I will defeat you in defense of my kingdom and of my sister!"

"Please, both of you, stop! We can still talk this out inste-!"

"HAAAA!"

"YAAAA!"

The two traded blows, each strike knocking into the sword of the other, causing sparks to light up with each blow. The two battled on, but after a while, they broke away from their one-on-one fight, and eventually returning to their respective family of Nohr and Hoshido.

"Gah, it's no use! They just won't listen to me..." Tears burned in her eyes, and her vision was being blocked by the warm liquid. Kamui raised her arm and wiped the tears out of her eyes, returning her slightly impaired vision back to normal. "I'll have to step in if I want to stop them!" She quickly reasoned, gritting her teeth in terror and fear. She felt lightheaded at the prospect of fighting her family, but she had to do it, to stop the fighting.

She raised her sword, even as the two fought on. "We'll have to get their attention if we want to stop them from fighting..."

"Hey." A girl that had long blue hair said as she came beside Kamui. Her name was Azura. She held a lace in her hand, and wore a mostly white dress. She had appeared with Kamui earlier, but stayed silent as she conversed with Xander and Ryoma. These were her first words in a while. "I have an idea... Why don't we attack the group closest to us? If we defeat the leaders of them, Ryoma and Xander can't possibly ignore us."

Kamui nodded in agreement. But, before she could speak, a man appeared out from the brush. He had white hair, and wore a butler's outfit. His familiar face filled Kamui with joy, but she was also surprised at seeing him here.

"Ah, I'm so glad you're safe! I'm here to help you, milady." The man bowed with his words.

"Jacob!?" Kamui shouted in surprise, even as a grin broke out on her face. "What are you doing here!?"

"Hahaha. I've been trying to find you ever since we got separated at the Bottomless Canyon. It took me a while, but now that I'm here, I'll support you." The man smiled warmly at Kamui, but a determination was seen flaring up in his eyes.

"Thank you!" Kamui said with a sweet voice. "We're grateful to have you!"

"Eh, I'm a bit unclear as to which army we are fighting, though." The man admitted, looking between the Hoshidan forces and the Nohrian. "Everyone seems so fired up, and they aren't exactly looking at us with happy eyes..."

"Um, the short version is... we're up against the Hoshidan army and the Nohrian army right now. I've chosen not to side with either one."

"W-what!? Both armies!? Lady Kamui, what have you gotten yourself into? Has your mind left you? I suppose it matters not." He quickly calmed down, as if it didn't really bother him in the first place. "Your enemies are my enemies. I shall assist you, whatever your intentions."

"Thank you, Jacob."

Kamui looked away from her butler and friend, and towards the battle field. Towards her right, were the Nohrians. Four Wyvern Riders were flying her way on their Wyvern mounts. Beyond them, were her Nohrian family; Xander riding on his armored horse and wielding the legendary blade, Siegfried, Leo riding his own horse and holding the legendary Tome, Brynhildr, Camilla on her Wyvern and holding a steel axe, and Elise on her smaller horse holding a heal staff. She looked to her left, and saw the Hoshidans. Four were coming her way, each one, a different class. An Oni Savage, a Spear Fighter, an Archer, and lastly, a Samurai. Beyond them, were her Hoshidan family; Ryoma standing and wielding the legendary blade Raijinto, Takumi holding his legendary bow, the Fujin Yumi, Hinoka riding atop her Pegasus, wielding a steel lance, and Sakura holding a bloom festal.

With each face she saw, her heart knitted up in pain. The thought of even facing them in battle hurt her, however, if their pain succeeded, then they'll retreat and she won't have to fight them. She'll then make her own exit, and retreat into the Astral Plane thanks to the power of Lilith. There, she will come up with a new plan of action for what they must do from here on out.

Kamui bit her bottom lip. She looked down at her own blade; the divine Yato. She looked back at Azura, who held a bronze lance in her hand. Then, at Jacob, who held an iron dagger loosely in his right hand, and a heal staff with his left. "Let's..." Kamui muttered, getting the attention of the two. After a few moments, Kamui looked up, at the clouded sky.

All her life, she was locked up. All her life, she wished to be outside, to be free. She wanted to be like a bird. But... now that she is free, did she really like it? If being free meant being in pain, then would she rather be locked up? No. Kamui shook her head. She would want to be wit her family; Hoshidan and Nohrian alike. She wanted to see the world, make friends, and experience new things. So what if she has to hurt to do so? She'll simply take the pain, and continue on. Her mind was made up. She cannot change her decision now. It has been made. The die has been cast. Her fate has been sealed, and now was the time to make her DESTINY!

"Let's GO!" Kamui shouted, invigorating her two allies. Her energy seemed to rub off on them, and, with a smile, they shouted with Kamui. The three ran forward, and towards a bloody battle and fate. The day of her birth, she picked her path, and began her long trail of blood, though with a childlike passion, she forged on ahead, determined to finish her path, to its very last destination.

Ugh, I'm so bored! Why is being a vegetable so boring? I expected to be asleep twenty-four out of seven, but apparently the world does not work like that! And, speaking of which, why was I so conveniently aware of what was going on around me, and why was each conversation so convenient towards my supposed condition? What was even happening? I had no clue! Was it brain damage? All I heard, was a very convenient explanation about something I did not understand! In any case, I don't care what, can somebody, anybody, give me something to do? I am incredibly bored and all that! So can something really rather convenient happen already?

"Very well! And so, a very convenient change in fate will now occur, and you will not understand any of it, because it is very convenient, so you will not think of it again, besides a few thoughts!"

Wait, what the fuck? What is this? What voice was that? What is going on! Somebody please explain it to me!

"Very well! *Very convenient explanation commence and finish*!"

Wow. I understand so much and yet so little! Okay. Then... whatever you are, do your thing?

I felt as if the voice nodded, before my consciousness slowed down. My thoughts gradually slowed, and eventually they stopped. I felt like I was falling, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a dark void, falling down, as snow drifted besides me, somehow falling at the same speed I was. I reached forward, to touch the snow, but they were outside my reach... which I really disliked! Then, as if responding towards my thoughts, the snow touched against my fingertips. It was oddly comforting. I smiled and spread my arms, opening my hands so that my palm could collect the snow, which melted as soon as they touched my skin.

"The Fate-Breaker..." A voice resounded, but it quickly faded as the snow picked up. Though it made no sound, it oddly blocked out sound. I shrugged my shoulders. It was of no consequence. Wherever I would end up, would be where I now belong. Whether I was simply slipping into a coma, and into a dream, or if this was my new reality, it would be me. Smiling, I fell through the darkness, surrounded by the white snow.

Then, as if rejecting that very same notion, the darkness around me cracked, and shattered into pieces, and the snow melted all around me, disappearing into the fragmentation of the void. I frowned, feeling sad at the loss of the snow, but a deep pounding from my heart returned me to my senses.

I remember. I was falling, wasn't I? I looked up, or rather, down, and saw the ground closely approaching.

Very well then. I see how it is, fate. Now, before my end, I must now come up with a good-

"FUCK!" I hit the ground, and my vision went black. As my consciousness was robbed from me, for the thousandth time, I remembered something that I was once told by a man that had long light blue hair, that was definitely dyed, who wore a white cloak, that covered his face and body.

"One day, you will meet your destiny, and you will discover, that it is much more than you could ever think possible. For the one who can break fate, is the one that can save fate. I trust that you will do what is right, when it is time to do what is right."

But as quickly as the words came, they faded from my mind as darkness took over. Yet, as the darkness ruled over my mind, a strange light stood at the middle, shining brightly. A silence was in the air, I felt, with blood running down from the middle, as if it was crying tears of blood. I felt a searing pain, but it was quickly gone, as my mind was stolen from me for the moment.

I had lied there, in that field, surrounded by trees, on green grass, with a cloudy sky up above me. All around me, or rather, from a certain direction, towards the south if I remember correctly, was the sound of battle. I heard a song, of Birthright and Conquest, singing in harmony, with a song of Silence intertwined between them. It was truly a song of beauty. The three songs, though conflicting, harmonized with the other, and my heart beat calmed, listening to that tune. Whether then or now, it is the same. No matter the bodies stacked beneath me, the blood clinging to my skin. The path picked was of blood. And regardless of what I wanted, blood would flow everlasting.

You are the ocean's gray waves, destined to seek
Life beyond the shore just out of reach
Yet the waters ever change, flowing like time
The path is yours to climb

In the white light, a hand reaches through
A double-edged blade cuts your heart in two
Waking dreams fade away,
Embrace the brand-new day

Sing with me a song of birthrights and love
The light scatters to the sky above
Dawn breaks through the gloom, white as a bone
Lost in thoughts all alone

You are the ocean's gray waves, destined to seek
Life beyond the shore just out of reach
Yet the waters ever change, flowing like time
The path is yours to climb

Embrace the dark you call a home,
Gaze upon an empty, white throne
A legacy of lies,
A familiar disguise

Sing with me a song of conquest and fate
The black pillar cracks beneath its weight
Night breaks through the day, hard as a stone
Lost in thoughts all alone

The path you walk on belongs to destiny, just let it flow
All of your joy and your pain will fall like the tide, let it flow
Life is not just filled with happiness, nor sorrow
Even the thorn in your heart, in time it may become a rose

A burdened heart sinks into the ground
A veil falls away without a sound
Not day nor night, wrong nor right
For truth and peace you fight

Sing with me a song of silence and blood
The rain falls, but can't wash away the mud
Within my ancient heart dwells madness and pride
Can no one hear my cry

You are the ocean's gray waves, destined to seek
Life beyond the shore, just out of reach
Yet the waters ever change, flowing like time
The path is yours to climb

You are the ocean's gray waves.

Fate-Breaker: One who may break Fate. He who commands this ability is said to break through Fate itself, and is talked of the one to be able to save Fate, however, at the very same time, Fate could be completely broken by this very same man. He bears a stigmata somewhere upon his body, one that is different for each bearer, but all of which shares a similarity. But what that similarity is, has been completely forgotten in the voids of time. However, this stigmata has yet to appear on the current bearer's body. The current bearer, is a man from a different world. His name, is Karma, meaning "action, deed, fate." He is the one who will break Fate or save Fate. It is as simple as flipping a coin, and calling Heads or Tails. Now, which will it be? Only time will tell.