Arise from the Shadows
By Celeron Red
I have been blind all this time, now I realized about it. All of these emotions in my heart have clouded my judgment, now I finally notice the purpose of my life it is not to fight against good, it is to fight against myself.
All of my life has been a mix of fortuitous events that have carried me until this day, the last of my life.
I couldn't believe it when he told me; I couldn't accept that was happening to me. He does love me and have given me to him to save my life.
My entire life have been a lie, a carefully sewed lie. I just want to die. Now that I have the knife in my hand I don't know if I'm enough brave to kill myself to finish with all of this once and for all. When I saw into my sister's eyes I felt so ashamed of what I have been doing and for the first time I found out about the horrible thing I became.
I can hear all of the screams in pain of people I killed in my way of revenge, in my sickly way of fun. I almost can feel the cold of my sword and the smell of the blood in the fresh dead bodies over the ground.
I do not deserve to be alive I do not even deserve to breathe the same air than them, the same air of those I tried to kill in my insatiable thirst of vengeance.
I don't know who I am, where I belong to, I refuse to be evil but I don't deserve to be good . I wish I could find an easy way out, that's why I'm here today with this knife in my hand as I'm watching at the full moon over this cliff, ready to get out of this of this shit I call my life.
They won't miss me; this is the best way of remake all I have destroyed this death is what I deserve for try to kill my own flesh and blood , is the perfect match for the shape of my life.
"You must to kill him" he used to said to me while I was training "You must avenge yourself" he repeated everyday to raise me in evil.
How I could ever believe my father have rejected me, how I could dare to imagine he favoring my sister? how i were so stupid to believe in the words of that demon that everyday of my childhood had made me thought that nothing was more important than kill my father, that there wasn't a thing to fight for than that, that I wasn't worthier of his throne if I did not please him.
"Ryan" i heard, who was calling my name?... Who dare to disturb me? "Search in you heart". I don't know what is this; I don't know why I'm feeling so calm if anybody is around here, who had told me those words then? Was just my imagination? Why is my heartbeat so fast? That deep voice has touched my heart. This warmth comforting me it's the feeling I have been searching for my entire life, why I'm doing this? I should be there fighting against Diabolico who have rotted my heart and torn my soul that have got me away for the love of my family, Not here trying to kill me being blind by my own fears.
A/N: I hope you like it, if you get some time... Can you leave me a review, please?