1 Akito Miku (Private Training) Thu Apr 05, 2018 3:04 am
Akito Miku
D-rank
A bird flies slowly soaring through the sky and up into the clouds. The rain has long since left the forest as the green glow of the dew on the grass leaves lets one small boy look into the distance as the wind blows, the bangs on his side flowing over the place where his human ears are meant to be. The hair in front of his face swaying as he looks on wondering how he would face her now that he had returned from the exams. He had succeeded and failed at the same time, feelings and emotions bottled up inside as he felt like he could explode. The flames of rage and the sadness of sorrow, a look with eyes aged as he ventures forth into tomorrow. He had wondered for a while now, he wondered who he really was and who he had become. He had not known how far it was, but he knew the truth was that he had no choice anymore. He would have to evolve, he would have to grow. He would have to dissolve, all his worries into the watering rivers flow.
It may not be now, or it might be then. Somehow and some way he would have to rise up again.
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It may not be now, or it might be then. Somehow and some way he would have to rise up again.
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