• Life is full of mysteries . We urn to learn more that life has in store for us. Whether the outcome is fatal or just what we wished for. Not everyone can hold the same happiness that another person has. Maybe for that reason we reach our hand out to The Holy God. Destruction, misery, and utter chaos is what humans wish for under the charade of Pease. One day war will consume us and leave nothing behind in its path. Mafia rules the underground society of Crescent, the one and only rule that binds us. Only the strong survive and the weak are eaten alive. It is the rule of the jungle and the rule of our home. To breath the fresh air of the upper city is what we all wish for, the Golden City. We are all told that once we become something we will be able to reach the Golden City. That is the reason for our fight, for our everlasting struggle to reach the heavens.

    I once believe that I saw an angel and that The Holy God had answered my prayer. But it was just the years of pain holding my heart to my dreams. Maybe that angel was not a dream but an omen of misfortune. That same day we were ran out of our house and they killed all that I held dear to me. My only hope, my only dream, my sister had vanished. Years after I fought against the demon who had slathered my family like they had been kettle. But it was all in vain not only had I not accomplished anything I had lost another, my sight. But a chance to redeem myself hid itself in the shadows. A man as mysterious as the city collapsed upon him, with the reek of alcohol. "Get a hold of yourself old man." he said giving him a good slap to the face. The man was unresponsive and slumped in his arms."Check for the boss." one of a group of men said. This was it he though, the end of his life and his dreams. "He's dead." another said checking the neck of the old man in his hands. He squeezed his eyes shut tight expecting the worst. Only he was lifted up by his arms and set down. "Are you alright Young Master." the man asked bushing his clothing off. "He's quite young aint he." another said. "Whats going on." The men look at him with surprise as the question flew by there ears. "The rule of the jungle." the guy answered. "But I didn't ki...." The man interrupted him in mid sentence. "You are the boss, I am rin and this is Sanada." Rin said

    Fate is uncontrollable to the point of being a pain. Humans can control it more than they think they can, alls they have to do is believe in themselves. The world will change if we want it to for better or worse. War, mafia's, gangs will always be around and maybe one day that will change. Only the future can tell.....

    To be cont......