Onto The Next Round (Vol 3)

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                              13 years ago

The word of our parents murder

Even if it was a unnecessary choice

The path I decide to take that day

I wanted to be more then just merely a soldier or huntsmen

         I wanted to be a savior...a hero

So that nobody had to suffer like We did

For so long, I've embraced  my  dreams

So that many can live in peace without worried

          Therefore I knew what I must do.

                                  But lately

                           I begin to notice

That my path as been

altered

volume 3

Beep!~Beep!~Beep!~Beep!~Beep!~

With morning sun passing through the slightly close curtains, i was slowly becoming awake from the new blasted alarm my sister got me. I barely open my eyes and glared at the clock hoping that I can make it stop without leaving the position I was in.

Y/n: ugh! I get it! Just shut up!!

Right after I told it to "be quiet" the alarm went completely silence. I continue to stare at it with pleased but yet being cautious. This isn't some smart clock thingy so it really shouldn't have shut off by some mere words but after some moments of me starring at that junk save to say I was clear. I roll away from the clock and shut me eyes again slowly returning back to my sleep-

Beep!~Beep!~Beep!~Beep!~Beep!~

I jerked open my eyes and flipped over, grabbing the clock from the bedside cabinet and tossing before slamming my face into my pillow. I heard it crash into a wall and felt a shiver run down my spine as I heard multiple things fall to the ground save to say that the clock has broken and I have to keep an eye out if my sister comes to visit...great with all these sudden feelings it'll be difficult for me to return to sleep so I might as well get out. I let out a soft groan as I rolled near the edge of my bed, changing positions and allowing myself to sit. I took a deep breath and gently rubbed the tiredness from my eyes before entering my bathroom. I turn on the water for my shower and while that heats up I stared in the mirror looking at my own reflection.

     It's been a few weeks since the breach

I let out off a small sigh before removing my shirt tossing it to the side revealing the scar I have on my chest. 

         And though things look alright now

The camera slowly moves behind me and once it got a perfect view. Two massive scars can be seen on my back.

                     It's just only the beginning

After my shower, I was walking down the hall with a cup tea in my hands hearing the news from my tv.

News: the Vytal Festival combat tournament is already well under way! Young Teams from all over the globe are here to honor their School and bring back the win.

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