The blood is everywhere, reeking of death. It trails to that door one drop, one drag at time.

All of us soldiers are the same, unique traits and personalities rendered irrelevant in the face of war. Every step, every turn, was freakishly accurate. Because that’s what we were trained to do. 

I had woken up from another daymare. But it had been my worst one yet. 

“A Longing for the Past” continuation~

No weakness, no hesitation, and no guilt. A “perfect” society created only by strict rules with no opposition or loopholes standing in its way.

From the ashes of the past, one man has a vision to get rid of violence and crime, creating AI with the power to control the minds of the people. It’s so perfect that no one knows they're always being watched. 

We were not chosen to protect the world, we were broken to protect him.

 Don’t trust your family, they may be dead already…

Will the two friends survive the mysterious place together?

Two worlds, one fate: can trust heal a city on the brink of extinction?

A sunrise greeted me, one too beautiful to be wasted on this day. Every corner, every inch, sobbing was present, not the ones found in a tower with a pretty princess, but the type that violently clawed and thrashed, voices cracking in agony.

The purple hyacinths of regret, forgiveness, and sorrow.