This is a world covered by the eternally blue sky.
Not once did these rays of light left the Earth.
The stories would say, out there are hidden secrets that the sky kept hidden from us.
Sheltering us from the harshness of the outside world.
My wish is to merely see the fabled stars that I read in fiction.
For some odd reason, I hope to see them.
Yet no matter how many times the world spins, the comforting light never leaves.
I soon came to accept, The concept of darkness is nothing but a fabricated fairytale.
Day by day I did wonder. Maybe I should be thankful for that.
For what would it be if I have to face it with this reality?
My existence casts trepid glances to the world around me.
For I shall know no rest.
The contract binds me to this world.
Holding a curse that I brought to myself.
With this sword I adorn- The world shall fall asunder.