--Ruka's POV--
They said, everything starts from a void of darkness before things sprung to life and chaos. And this is how my story began---
I woke up. A sudden painful knot in my heart allowed me to shot my eyes open and send me choking for air, just like a newborn being ripped from its mother's womb. I happen to be drowning in deep water, which hindered my possiblity to scream for help. Everything startled me as quick as I realized the rush of questions that surged in. What am I doing here? How did this happen?
who the hell am I?
With no past recollection or anything, I just KNEW I wont know the answers unless I fight to live. With every ounce of energy left, I struggled to the sea's surface. With the strong urge to survive against all odds, I managed to swim that stormy afternoon for the next two hours till I reached an isolated dock. When my feet reached the wooden steps I finally collapsed. My last memory before I passed out is the ribbons of my wet hair falling into my view...
i just realized they are blue...