Chapter 3: confrontation

"Wha.." He couldn't say a proper word.

As if the fact that that girl was standing there was not enough, the thing she said completely stunned them.

"You do have a soul."

Those words stroke him like the hammer of Thor, not because of her talking to him, but the matter she mentioned-his soul. How could she notice? Did he carelessly talk out loud? That couldn't happen because they were always communicating silently. Then how? how in the hell? Both of them were in total confusion, and they looked just like a naughty boy whose secrets had been exposed. And then, to add more tension to the situation - actually just for Kai and his soul - the girl approaching their place.

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"Wha.." I murmur while astonished. 

The moment I heard that sentence is the moment I cast the matter that the girl's real aside, now I have another problem to deal with. She knew. I remember being told by him about this before. I shouldn't, no, mustn't let ANYONE know about his existence.

...

"Oh and one more thing." The soul says when I prepare to head out for daily jogging.

"What is it?" I ask. 

"Try not to speak out loud when you're being in open." He continues with a deep tone that make me curious.

"Huh? being in open? what do you mean?" 

"Uhmm, just do not let other people see you talking to me okay? That'll do us no good." My soul kindly rephrases it in a way that my simple brain can understand. 

"Ohh, I get it, you do not want people to think that I'm somekind of weirdo who is constantly talking to himself huh? Or they may think I'm crazy and send my to the asylum? Don't worry, I'm aware of it too. I mean isn't it obvious?" I chuckle.

Somehow he seems to be very serious about this matter. "It's not normal people I worry about." 

I tilt my head in confusion.

"You see, normal people may never understand what you are having in your mind right now. What make me cautious are people like you, who also have souls."

"What? There are others? you mean other souls too?" Now that's new.

"Why not? you think you're the only one? Don't be so naive, you're not that special. Although it's all hypothesis but I think that there will be some other person who acquire their souls. And you know what basically the souls are, right?" 

"uhmm, the consultant?" Apparently he's disappointed with my answer, I can feel it with the silent follow up. 

"[sigh] Yeah I didn't tell you did I? To put it bluntly, the soul of one person is nothing but his origin. You know, the most basic desire."

"Is that so? so that makes you..." I try to follow his lecture. He's the kind of teaching 1 and hoping you to understand 10. 

"A searcher. You've always asked yourself your reason to be existed in this world right? That takes root inside you and become your origin. Your deepest desire is to find the answers for your questions. And I'm here consult you in your seeking quest. All my consultant will direct you to your original desire. Understand one bit?"

"Pretty much. So about other..." Now that my brain starts to fantasizing, I think of a serial murder. 

"Yes, different person have different origin. If your origin is a predator, you only think about hunting and killing, then your soul will guide you in that direction. Simple enough for you?"

"But how is that..." I try to figure out the relation, but immediately he reads through my thought.

"Predators possess the attribute to spot their preys easily. The stronger the predators' origin are, the stronger their sense are. Which mean they will target the one who have soul first, which mean us. Got it?"

Why did he have to bring this up? A chill run down my spine. Is he trying to imply that I'm going to be killed? or worse?

"oh don't worry, they're all hypothetical speaking. After all, I myself am not even sure about that though." He shrugged. What the hell? how can he just change the mood so sudden like that? I mean we're talking about serious matter here and poof, they may not even happen. 

"Jesus Christ, are you trying to scare me or what?" 

...

But now I know all of his spoke is right, there's actually someone who can see us, and she's approaching us. However, I sense no hostility from her. Whatever the case, I should not let my guard down. I try to act as naturally as possible.

"Excuse me, I don't understand what you were talking about." I even try to face a smile. A forced one.

Her green eyes are fixing at mine, and I feel like being petrified. Those eyes, beautiful yet looked distance. As she's standing in front of me, I take a quick look at her. She's short, and slim, that make she looks very fragile. Her pretty face  has perfect proportion, and it's even more radiant with her wonderful golden hairs. I think that the hairs really make her stand out. They're long enough to touch her shoulder, and she just let them hang loose, and when the winds blow, they float just like stream of sun lights. But there's something really....out of place from this girl I can tell. But what is it? is it her beauty?

Both of us stand still, looking at each other as if a staring contest. Actually, it's more like an interrogation with me as a suspect. And again, she's the one to break the silence.

"Do not worry, I mean you no harm. I am not the one you need to hide it from." Is it a lie to make me spit out the truth? But the look of her face tell me that she's not lying. She seems to show no interest at all, and yet the fact that she already saw through us and hasn't done anything made me relieve a bit. Or so I thought.

One second lost in thought, and I was taken by surprise.

Her forehead.......is touching mine.

I have no idea what's happening right now. That beautiful girl came to where I was standing, asked something outrageous and now she let her forehead touch mine? I don't even know how to react. But there is something I can feel, very strongly. My heart beats are increasing. Definitely. An obvious reaction of a boy when a girl of such beauty approach him.

It took me nearly a minute to regain my composure. I push my self away from her and check if my soul...

"It's okay, I'm still here." What a relieve, but what the hell was that?

"Oh, so it's true. I knew that I saw something." the girl confirmation goes with no sign of up and down. I mean she talks like a robot.

I know there's no point in hiding any more, maybe that's action was to examine me and my soul? how careless I was, letting her to do that. 

"Or you really want her to do that?" Seriously? Do you think this is appropriate time to say such thing?

"May be you must have sense it too, that girl really has no ill intention." He says the thing that I hesitate to accept. I cannot bring myself to sense any danger from her. But I was afraid it was all a trick. So trying to keep calm, I raise my voice.

"What do you mean by see? Did you see us talking?"

"Uhm no, I just see it, that's all. See through my very eyes. That's how you people see things right?" And her nonchalant voice keep going.

What in the world? She can see us just like normal thing. But that's impossible, my soul only exist in my mind, and no one should be able to see him. Unless...

"Well, at first there was nothing, but then, I saw a spot of light, I thought I mistook it. But the light was getting brighter, and I knew that it was you."

So she's implying my soul is like a spot of light? how out of world this can be. But more importantly, how can she "see" that?

"Huh? you must be wondering how can I see your soul? Well I think that doesn't matter any more does it? and don't worry, I cannot read your thought, it's your face tell me what's in your head." She keep on with that tone, no expression, no emotion. I feel like being treated as a test subject of sort.

"Just...who are you anyway? and what is your intention?" I ask, even though I know this may not going well.

"Me? oh you must have asked for my name...... How about this, if we see each other again, you'll tell me yours and I'll tell you mine." I feel something, really, something in her voice. Could it be a small bit of joy? or hope? I cannot describe it, but the way she said that is totally different from before.

And before I can say anything, a gust of wind blows. I cover my eyes from the dust and when it's over, she's already disappeared.

Just like that. Just like how she appeared. So sudden.



-end chapter 3-

Chapter 2
  Chapter 4

Chapter 3......nope, not yet. Just another author's words

Hi it's me again, the god damn author. Some how I've made it through 2 chapters and, yes, it feels great to have a story of my own. So how were they? good? bad? terrible? Okay as long as you keep on reading it's fine for my though.

Uhm yeah I know there must be some confusion about the character and the scenery of the story, that's the reason why you're reading this. In this note I will give you some info about the story, the character, time, place and so fort.

As you know, the main character(s) is(are) the guy name Ki [Kai]. And the one he was talking to the whole time? I refer that one as his "soul". Don't bother why he had a soul and how about other's soul, that matter belong to later part of the story okay, no spoiler here. And about Kai (I decided to use Kai instead of Ki because, you know, Kai's cooler -_-), he's a student, in a semester break, which made him, ummm, I forgot the word, NEET or st? Not in education and training? whatever. So yeah you got the big picture. A young male, not a boy, not yet a man, and most importantly, this guy had some issues with his life (what issues? sorry no spoilers). Only thing I can tell you is that those issues will have huge impact on the story as well as how Kai will choose to act. 

And about the time and scenery, you can assume that the story happened in a very recent time, say in 2010, perharp? Doesn't matter, as long as it happened in this world lol. And where does he live? The city he lives in is not really big, but not too small. But I will only focus on the neighbourhood because, you know, Kai's not the type of person who run around the city for nothing. So yeah, I will let the texture and detail of the city for your imagination. 

I have a really hard time to find names that do not directly point out the nationallity of the characters - like Jack, Takeshi or some sort - because I just want my story to be accepted globally, and I also want to avoid the influences as much as possible. So in the future you may encounter some really weird names, forgive me then. 

Anything else? the soul? What can I say about it? It's...a soul, which can talk, and think, and see through Kai's mind. You can see that the soul makes its habitation in his mind. And as you can refer from the prolouge, they share memories, which mean his soul can remember what Kai's remember. You want a name for the soul? hmmm......Let me think about it okay? Because that hasn't crossed my mind yet. I just call him "soul" and it sounds good to me. 

Is that all you guys want to know? Oh about the mystery girl in Kai's dream? Nope, can't tell you yet, it's all in the story. 

Sorry that chapter 3 cannot make it this week. I have some trouble getting along with myself recently and I find no motivation at all. But I promise that chapter 3 will be out next week, anytime next week. Just prepare and wait for it to your heart's content. 

That's all for now, see you guys in chapter 3.

-Kaithera-

Chapter 2: Dreams ended

Dumbfound, both of them. 

"Are you sure... this is not another of your dreams?" He could feel the shaken of his soul. Definitely they are gasping at the scene. 

"This is no dream I'm afraid". Without opening his mouth, he answered the soul through telepathic voice. He couldn't talk, or he felt like he shouldn't? Somehow his feeling was mixed. Joy, excitment, hesitation, and even afraid. Why did this carry so much unexplained emotion?

    

           he

The girl they longed too meet, now standing just 20 meters in front of them.

But wasn't it wrong? Wasn't she suppose to be here?

And most of all, "what should I do?" he asked himself, or his soul. The question was not directed to anyone, it was a question from someone who was in a desperated situation.

"Pull yourself together, I know something's strange too, but do not lose your composure. Maybe she's just someone who resembles that girl so much, that's all." Trying to convince themselves, the soul reassured. 

No, it was not resembling, at all. It was her. He could not mistake that hair, that stand, and her white filly dress. There would be no one to wear such kind of dress these day.

"Come on, you know too well that that's none other than her, right? Right now we have to face the truth that the girl truly appeared, and unfortunately, right in front of us. But I asked you what we should do? don't try to avoid it please!" 

He needed help, especially in case like this. However his soul seemed to be lost in thought too, both of them just stand still and gaze at the image of the girl from the back as if something precious but very fragile.

                      afraid

Why am I so nervous? 

Is it because I fear she will disappear?

Or is it the fear of something else, fear of the crumbling reality?

Or is it all just illusion, and I finally go insane? 

However,

Should I go and talk to her? Or should I just stay here and watch her disappearing again?

But what would happen if I make contact with her? what if that is forbidden?

Or should I just turn around and walk away as if nothing happened?

For a moment, time stood still, the world stopped moving, and everything/everyone around him seemed to freeze. He felt like being knocked down and laying unconsciously on the floor. The only difference was he was standing, not laying. He had to seek assist from his soul, the only one could help him now, at least he thought so. The moment he was going to talk, he heard another voice.

"So you do have a soul."

Before he could realise, the girl had already turn back, and facing him/them. 

Now he could be sure this was her. The one standing there couldn't be anyone else but her.

Because he could see her face.

The face of sorrow, the face of sadness, the face of regret.

The girl with the most beautiful and emotionless face he had ever seen. 

-End chapter 2-

Chapter 1                                                                                                                   Chapter 3

Chapter 1: broken

          mustn't

You cannot stop,

            must

You have to keep running,

Untill your brain cannot think anymore,

Untill your eyes cannot see anything before you,

Untill you hear your lungs scream out for air,

Untill you cannot feel your legs, and your heart stops beating.

          must

You have to keep running,

Untill you only move forward by inertia,

Untill your body stops functioning, and you are as good as death.

But you still have to run.

The moment you collapse / the moment you hit the ground.

Your desire will be heard / your wish will be granted.

If that was the case, then all I have to do was stop right? With that thought, he felt like giving up right at the moment.

"If you stop right now, you are nothing but a quitter. You cannot stop, you know that too well."

"Argh just.....shut up....and save....my....energy."

"Just strengthen your resolve, that's all. Oh look, you're almost there. Come on, just few more meters."

That just made no sense, why do I have to run when I'm no longer alive? If I'm death, then why do a dead men need to run? I do not get it at all.

Kept on thinking like that, he passed the finish line.

"And........finish.........Jesus Christ."  He spoke with heavy pants out of his mouth.

As a regular routine, at 4.30 pm every day, he started his training. He couldn't remember exactly when this became a habit, or what kept him maintain it for such a long time. The only thing he knew was that one day, he had a feeling that he had to run, run as long and far as he could. And that was how his suffering as he is now started.

The route he took was not very crowded since the area he's living in was only suburban. He chose  the lake that was about 1 km from his house to train. At first, he could only make it 2 rounds around the lake, which was roughly 2 km, and he felt like almost dead. But he did not give up, instead he even tried harder, pushing his body to its limit, only to claim what he thought was his wish. Like a fool trying to reach for a star.

"Why do you have to push yourself so much like that? You know that it's good for nothing right?" The soul started the conversation after seeing him regain a bit of his strength.

"Yeah I know, but it's a promise I made with myself. I cannot stray from that. And beside, I don't really care if that wish of mine will ever come true, as long as it gives me purpose, I will still chasing it for the rest of my life."

Purpose. That word had troubled him for so long. He had been questioning himself for so long for the purpose of his life. The reason for his existence in this world.

It was despair he felt.

It was emptiness filled his heart.

Why am I here? / Why was I born?

Why am I so useless? / What do I good for?

If I am good for nothing, then my existence is nothing but a mistake, isn't it?

Then if it was a mistake, there was only one way to correct it.

Erased it.

He decided to erase his faulty existence from this world.

Yes, it was wrong from the start for me to be here in this world.

The moment he took his foot from the top of the building, he heard the voice. He heard his soul.

The soul gave him the answer/purpose,

The soul gave him the reason to move on.

"Now that you recall it, it was I who save your ass from your insanity so don't waste my effort by dying from exhaustion ok?"  The voice continue.

"Right right, I was a fool that time and you pulled me out from the bottom less pit. My gratitude goes to you, but you do remember that you was the one who gave me the star to reach to right?" It sounded like a blame.

"Hey now, it was the concept that I gave you, you raised it into what it is now. It was all your choice right? Man up and take responsible for yourself." The soul scold him lightly.

He knew the soul was right.He chose to do it this way, he decided to become the image he had in mind.

The image of a lone man.

A man standing between ruins and fire.

A man blindly chasing his ideal.

"Hello, snap out of it okay? spend your time to fantasy about it later okay?" The voice pull him back to reality. It's not good to think too much about the desire, especially his desire. He remembered being told that by his soul.

It's been 2 months since he started to make contact with his soul. He's been introduced to lots of things, and understand very little. But he knew that the soul is an agent that's sent to a body to perform its role - consulting role. Moreover, the soul told him one interesting thing, maybe the most interesting thing so far.

"About that wish thing, do you really think I can have mine come true?" he asked.

"It's not mine to decided, my role is just observe  and consult  you. I was the one to tell you about the wish, but I do not have the power to grant it though."

"So who, or what can?"

"Our creator of course, isn't it obvious?" the soul answered as if it was something so trivial.

Obvious? how could such thing be obvious?

"So you're here just to observe and consult me in my course of action, the decision will be made by, some kind of higher order, am I right? Man are you that useless-"

Not even finished his question, he could feel the word "useless" is  WRONGLY placed, very wrongly.

"Oops sorry, it's just that there are many things you said and my stupidity makes me unable to deal with them." Quickly rephrase the sentence, he made a just apology for calling his sensitive soul useless.

"Hm you'd better be." The two kept on talking while walking around the lake another round to cool down.

Suddenly, he stopped. He was stunned  by what his eyes showed him.

"!!" quickly he looked at his hands. They were normal, normal hands with 5 fingers each. This was not a dream.

Then who/what was that?

"I can't believe this." The soul mumble as if he's seeing a ghost.

More than a ghost, it's a figure of a girl who were not suppose to be seen in this world.

The sun made her hair shine like gold.

The girl standing there, with her hand hold in front of her chest, as if praying.

The girl they thought would never exist.

The girl appeared in Kai's dream. And she must only be in his mind.

But there she was, in front of him/them.

-End chapter 1-

Prologue                                                                                                                         Chapter 2

Prologue

"Wake up everyone,
How can you sleep at a time like this unless the dreamer is the real you?"

The familiar alarm song reminded him that it's morning. The first thing he did after opening his eyes was grabbing the pen next to his pillow. Gather all the pieces, he tried to recall the dream he had last night. They were all blurry, arranged in a chaotic order, as if making no sense at all. He wrote down anything that he could remember, everything he saw, every objects he touch, and the people he met. He wrote untill there was nothing left inside his mind.

"So how was it?"

A sudden question he did not expected to be asked.

"You're up already? this is not like you" - He acted as if didn't hear the question
"Hm, as long as you're awake, so am I. Still cannot comprehend it yet?"
The sharp tone gave out another question with a sigh. No answer needed. Responding with another sigh, he put himself back to the bed and stared at the ceiling.

"Looks like it's getting nowhere, even how hard I've tried, there seems to be no progress at all."

"Well it's not something you can do in a day or two you know."

Was that a comfort? It's really rare for him to receive such comfort, especially from that type of person.

"What's wrong with you today really? First you're up early and now you're trying to comfort me, did I hit my head somewhere when I was sleeping last night?"

"Comforting you said? Well I don't really care how you put it, I just simply stated the truth that recreating dream is really far beyond your capability right now."

He knew it, he knew it too well. How could a mere human with extremely weak will power like him could ever reach to that technique, even just for a moment? But he still carrying on every nights, every days, every times he could.

"You still remember her, do you?" He asked while still looking at the ceiling.

"How can I forget? I mean how can US forget? your feeling for her linger so strong that even I start to feel the same."

"Hmph? I thought you are suppose to feel the same from the start aren't you?"

"Well, most of the case, however in some specific situation, my ability to synchronize with your sense is temporary shut down. Just like in your dreams, that is the time when you can say that I'm frozen, and my link with you is temporary disconnected. That's why I cannot share the emotion you have in your dream."

"Is that so? well then I really feel sorry for you." A smirk appeared on his face.

"You don't have to, even when I cannot experience what you had in your dreams, I still can recall them from your memory and use them as if they're mine. So it's pretty much enough for me."

The voice kept on explaining things calmly, but he didn't pay much attention to it. There was one thing that had been occupying his mind for a long time.

An image of a young girl.

Her hairs were especially golden.

Her eyes were as green as the field of grass she was standing at.

And she was standing silently, holding her hands to her chest as if praying.

What was she praying for? or was she even praying? and why couldn't he forget about that image?

"Yeah I've been wondering about that too. However strong a dream can be, it cannot linger in the mind for more than a month. But it's nearly 2 months now and you can still recall it exactly. Damn that dream really left a scar in your brain."

The voice couldn't answer the questions that were asked inside his mind. This matter was beyond the knowledge of both of them.
Released the last sigh in the morning, he raised himself up and get on his feed when trying to put a peaceful look on his face..

"Well we will not answer any of the question if we keep laying on the bed like this, so let get the day started shall we"
"..."

Sometimes, even his closest one couldn't understand him. The moment before, he was just lost in though and memory and in just a blink, all of that deeply emotional expression disappeared as if they were never there to begin with.

"Really, that's just like you."

He could feel a faint sight came after that. The sound of giving up to the situation. Too much sighs for an autumn morning.

"Oh come on, don't be like this, you are just here for nearly 2 and a half month, so it is natural for you to find my way of behaving is incomprehensible. And yeah, sometimes I can't even understand myself neither."

"It's my responsibility as a soul to understand you, so it would be a failure if I cannot. Time is not the matter. The moment you started to talk to me, the bond between us should have grown strong enough for me to see through you. However, due to your twisted personality, sometimes  I feels like I am the one that should be understood, not you."

"Hey is it my fault now? Don't sulk like that, soul up you."

"I am not... arg. Really if you and I switch place one day then you will understand my pain."

"About that, I'll pass. I really don't want to become a free-loader formless spirit which has only one place to stay and can only do one things - talk meaninglessly."

"What did you call me just now?"

With the loud yell only he could hear, his day started.

But the story of Kai and his soul started since the day he saw that girl.

The girl with the hairs like a stream of gold,

Her eyes were as green as jade.

And her face, somehow he couldn't remember her face, except for one thing.

Her face showed none expression, only regret.


-Prologue end-

Chapter 1

Words from the writer, plus index (Update 31/8/2015)

(THE INDEX'S AT THE BOTTOM)

I should introduce myself properly since I'm a writer now. Well you guys can call me Ki, or Strength or whatever, that doesn't really matter. The thing that matter is that YOU are the one that actually read this story, which moves me a lot (really, I can cry). The idea and concept of this story I got after digging in the Fate franchise by Type moon, but do not worry, I do not copy them or anything, this one is really my original work. You may get confuse while following this shit because, well, it's my first work, what do you expected from the first story written in English by a non-English speaker? I am bluffing am I?

Well, long story short, you can assume that the main character is built based on the miserable author's trait, so yeah, you can figure out pretty much about me. You may question his sanity, well just go through the story and find out okay? (if you are still here). 

Okay that's all for now, I should start writing now.

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Update 23/08/13
I made a modification in Chapter 5. Just only one:

The shopkeeper now is a she, I'd go all the way for harem.(lol just kidding)

The reason behinds this is not that I'm a fiend who would imagine being surrounded by girls. I did this cause I've been thinking about how to develop the further chapters and creating new characters. The appearance of the shopkeeper was truly unexpected. I didn't intend to have her appear from the beginning. But then, well, I couldn't control my imagination so...here we have a nice book-shop-owner san.

So that's all. Hope you guy(s) enjoy my story and thank you anyone who read and continue to read this. It really means something to me.
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Update 02/11/13
Started from now, I will add update to this post, in order to minimize the number of posts on my blog.

So for chapter 9, sorry to make you wait (again). It's kinda butt-hurt to develop the characters' thinking in this chapter, and even worse for a total beginner writer like me. Therefore it took time, but it turned out to be  okay, I guess. Well I'm out of words, so go ahead and enjoy.

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Update 16/11/2013
Chapter 10 is finished. My first fighting scene and to be honest, I quite satisfy with it.
Up to now I only thought of one name for the new characters, so let it be a secret for the next chapter k?
Mysterious rescuer, typical right? Hope that our dumb boy's still ok, right now I'm thinking of various route for him, and death could be an option.

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Update 17/12/2013
Chapter 12 for December. After this chapter I'll take a break since I have stuff to do again. The next chapter won't be here at least until 09/01/2014. So yes, this is the last post for the year. It was an amazing journey, from how I randomly started with the idea and how it would last for this long. At first, I thought I would only write the story for about 4-5 chapter long, or maximum at ten. But now here we are, at chapter 12, and honestly I don't even know when this will end lol. However, I will do as much as possible to write the best story. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I am.

Wish you guys a merry Christmas and a happy new year.

Ps: I know the font messed up at some chapters, from now on I will use the same font as in chapter 12.

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Update 13/01/2014
As promised the story continues with some revelations. I have to admit I had been unproductive for the last month and could be able to publish this sooner but my procrastination was too strong -3-. However, I kept my word and started to write back in the 9th and manage to finish this chap in 4 days of intense writing. This is a month of holidays so I expect to have at least one or two chaps more before I go to enjoy our country's traditional new year eve. Hope you guys enjoy.

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Update 17/02/2014
Delay announcement

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Update 30/04/2014

It's back. The author is back with his pathetic self-centered story. 

Two and a half month of loafing around did me no good, and I figured this project is the only thing shows me the sense of achievement, so I continue. At this point, I don't know what to call this shit anymore. A light novel? a novel? a story? You decide, I just call it as "project".  

Aaaanyway, the project continues from now on, with no exact date of release, cause....exact date sucks. Things like deadline will only act as a chain to stop you from making better story. After all, I'm just an amateur, so Ill mange to do my best.
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Update 21/10/2014
Six f*cking months.

So I got myself a job. From graduation to getting a job is a long tiring way I must say. People kept pestering me about starting to work, even though I preferred goofing around more. But hey, you can play around forever, or that's what I'm told. I'm still playing game in every time I'm free, as much as possible. Isn't it strange when you are free, you found everything boring but when you got works to do, even Tetris is cool as hell?

Just a normal office job, writing stuff, editing stuff, surfing web, 8 hrs/day, sometimes going out for a field trip, nothing particular. This is somehow the life I had imagined for a while. A life of an unbelievable normal guy.

Chapter 17 had been written for...yeah, 6 months. You can tell how much crap I had put in it by reading it tho.

That's all, not much y'all. See you in, errr, who know how long?
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Update 13/05/2015
Oh shit first 2015's post
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Update 31/08/2015

So first chapter of new project had been post, do enjoy people.

For this one, it doesn't have much of a plot-focusing like the other one, however, I will try to portrait different characters in this story. I started this project when I was stuck on Kaithera's 18. At that moment I was like: "I should try something new, something reflecting myself more."

And I've read a lot of works from Banana Yoshimoto, which I found very interesting eventhough I didn't understand half of them. But at least I can put it in a way that I can understand. Yoshimoto's works share the same idea: People are broken, we all are defective, and we all try to find the way to fix ourselves. However, no matter how hard we try, we can never fix what we were born to be, because our perfection lies within our defection. If we are not defect, we are not human. Indeed, things are meant to not be fixed, but to be completed. What we're searching for is in fact not a way, but a part, a missing part to complete our broken self. And that part is someone else. We can't be perfect in our term, but we can be broken together. It's all about accepting and making peace with yourself, which is what I'm trying to do every now and then.

And that pretty sums up the concept of this new project. Quite arrogant to write this kind of story I have to admit, but this is where I have the power to do anything, bitches.

You all should try to write something, it feels really good to see your own thought taking form, and to watch how you've changed without realizing it. Even my talentless self can do it, what is your excuse maggots?

       Project Kaithera                                                                       Project Blind

Prologue           Chapter 11                                                Chapter I 

Chapter 1         Chapter 12
Chapter 2         Chapter 13
Chapter 3         Chapter 14
Chapter 4         Chapter 15
Chapter 5         Chapter 16
Chapter 6         Chapter 17
Chapter 7         Chapter 18
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10