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another day, another tragedies.....
hmm...
nothing can be redo...
all that has happened can not be unfold...
all the blood smear on my hand will not wash away...
the more i wash it the more blood drop on it...
i feel so guilty for the lost lifes in front of me...
the soul that is pure as the first snow...
i cant bear the feeling of killing someone of...
it fun as well tomenting...
i've killed so many until i cant even remember the face who lost their life in my hand...
my soul became as cold as ice...
even when killing the young is a little task for me...
i become more and more cold until my own flesh and blood falls in my hand...
i even smiled as they beg for mercy...
i laugh out loud when they cry at my feet...
their blood then just splat my face as i was stabing and shooting them...
i enjoy this moment then i just snap, i kneel on the floor and cry...
they were gone...
i cant believe it...
i've just killed them all cold-blooded...
and i'd enjoyed it...
what am i??? am i even human??? i just step on their cold body...
walking out of the scene...
smiling...
i'm going to graduate in my assassin school at last...
with dry tears on my face...