He was just in front of me.
His green eyes, light green nails, green hairs and his white coloured clothes.
He was just in front of me.
I could feel him looking at me with same expressions as mine.
Maybe he was thinking about the worst way of killing me.
It wasn't really something I were used to.
Bloody fights aren't in my vocabulary.
I looked at myself knowing I ain't that weak now,I still felt so weak..
Maybe I won't be able to save them.
Maybe they will die, maybe I am just here to make their life worst than ever.
It still felt so unreal.
I still wish it to be a dream.
With a very first movement I felt myself getting stranger.
I felt my soul getting heavier.
I felt the pain in my navel again.
This wasn't familiar to me.
I felt my nerves getting red.
My surrounding was getting filled with the butterflies.
I felt like they were my power.
They were trying to help me.
