HAaaaaaa! haAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I'm out of breath,exhausted and hungry even. I have nowhere to go and I am wounded. I knew from the start I'll die a painful death but this scenario didn't come to my mind. It was nowhere heroic. I took a deep breath as I tried not to winced at the pain throbbing at my stomach. The bleeding won't stop either.
I was enlisted as a warrior, I wore armor and I carry two swords on my back as a weapon. I'm a proud warrior, a human warrior at that. I received a letter saying that the war will proceed cause no treaty and no condition was met for the both sides interests. I thought it was good since being alone with no one but a cat pet in my house is just too boring, and I thought I would be a hero for my own country yet here I am,limping at the dried lands as the storm raged on. Its been a long time since this kind of rain pour in this area. It was as if the heavens itself is crying for the fallen warriors. Warriors who did not even have chance to fight.
It was a massacre. Humans were killed with just a blinked of an eye and I couldn't even explain what exactly happened. One moment we were standing awaiting for orders to attack ,and then the next my whole body crumbled like a ragged doll. It was frustrating and scary at the same time. Then pain wracked my body and I lost consciousness, and admit it or not, it was the very same reason which saved me from the quick death the enemies delivered. But now I am regretting because of this pain.
AghHhhh! I grimaced as sudden pain erupted from my stomach wound making me stumble. I clutched at my wound as I stagger and balance myself in order to not hit the ground. My breath hitched as dizziness took over my senses making me closed my eyes shut.
"You look like you're in pain, mister." - a child's voice caressed my ears. I immediately opened my eyes making me stagger again as dizziness took over my body again. I felt the wave of nausea which makes my stomach churn. I lifted my gaze and stared at the child walking in the rain holding a red parasol. She looks like she 8years old and she was wearing a black dress with ribbons. She has dark brown hair pulled in a pony. Her green eyes assessed my form as if this was an everyday occurrence around this area. I winced a small smirk appeared on her lips as she glanced at my wound which was oozing blood right now. I knew it will impossible for me to live on this condition yet I wished that somehow I can find myself a nice place to die. A beautiful place that will be ingrained inside my head until my soul left its container.
"Why....are y-you in...hah...such a dangerous place, child." - I ask as I tried to breath through my nose And I gritted my teeth when another pain shot through me. I was out of breath, my chest heaving painfully , but I can't possibly ask for a child to help me. What if those people come and find out that I lived through all it because of the help of this child. I might endanger her, and her family. "Go home, brat..." - I wheezed as she stared at me. Her brows knitted together as contemplates my words. Then out of nowhere, she absentmindedly nod to herself as if she's decided in something concerning my well being.Then out of nowhere out of nowhere, she uttered- "i like your chivalry, Punk. I shall take you with me." My eyes widens as she walk towards me and raised her palms, she then waved it rhythmically. My eyes felt heavy as my gaze followed her motions until I felt my body goes limp and lost my consciousness. The last image I saw forever will be burn inside my head.
The Image of a child with red blazing eyes, holding her parasol as black wings spread widely at her back, her lips curved into a smirk as she muttered-"You'll be a perfect Butler for my Master."
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Paranormal"Today, I Experienced death."- His spoke absentmindedly as if he himself was not quite sure how it happened. I stared at him, unable to speak for I do not know what he was referring to. But his silence makes me uneasy. So i ask him softly- "How so...
