CHAPTER ONE: PAST

He ran as fast as he could. Never in his life he could imagine one day a proud man like him could be running away from his enemies. But he had no choice. They were coming closer, and he had to escape, if he wanted to see her again. Her. How was she ? He was very worried, the first time in his life, he feared. Feared for safety a woman that he shouldn't care. Because of her, he had fallen into a situation like this. But why? He couldn't blame her. He felt like blaming her was just like blaming himself. If it hurt her, it hurt him too. Therefore, he couldn't do it.

Erupting his thoughts, a sound "bang" ran through his silver ears. Suddenly, he felt his left shoulder wet, covered with his own blood. It's over. They got him. His life ended here. But he didn't want it, he still..not saw her. What could he do now? Nothing, but to wait for the Death God to come to take him away. A smile across his lips. The Death God! Yes, he would see the Death God, again, if there was still one.

His eyes became heavier. He couldn't fight it anymore. He had already gave up the hope of running away, but to build up another one, and, he didn't regret.