No one had foreseen what would happen and no one could have prepared anyone for what happened. The wave of changes came and everyone was awakened in shock.It was exactly ninety-eight years since the great war exploded and the new human, made a stand in the world, making their voice heard for the first time.The war run for years, no one wanted to accept defeat. Rivers were tainted red as lives were taken without mercy. It was a world of chaos where survival is only for the strongest. Until the golden decree was put up; the new human could now live in peace without being hunted.A new democratic government was established to rule over the seven continents. It aims for peace and equality for every race. Where no one is prejudiced and everyone can live in harmony. The vampires, werewolves, witches, fairies, and every creature in your story books could now live with humans in the open.Though, not everyone was happy about the new government. Unbeknownst to the greater population, there
I think I found the culprit.......I could have saidnowhen he asked me to do the damn thing, but the nagging voice at the back of my head that thirsts for adventure made me say
But think twice, that's my only advice.......Shit!That was the umpteenth time I fell on the metal floor of the vehicle. Both hands and feet shackled, connected by heavy ch
Prisoner two-zero-zero-one......"As long as you're here, you are no Declan Oliver, you would be referred asPrisoner two-zero-zero-one.Do you
You did't kill two hundred. ...... The ear-piercing sound continued for a good sixty seconds before it transformed into a tingling at the back of my head. I got the slightest urge to find the device where it was coming and smash it to pieces. Everything inside the place was getting on my nerves, even the persons in it. I had to contain the great need to kill everyone that my eyes set on.
And, what makes you think I take no as an answer?......You always remember the first time. That's what they say about sex, right? It would always be your reference till your last. It sets how high your bar of expectations would be. And that notion made me realize how it so much relates to killing a person. Take me as an example, I would never forget the feeling of taking someone's last breath; how they convulsed under my grip as life slowly drags away. The somehow euphoric feeling that comes with it. But even now, with all the nightmares forever etched in my brain. I'm still in denial, there would always be a part of my being that would never accept the reality of me becoming a murderer.I groaned in frustrations, I had been trying the hardest to fall asleep but it wouldn't grace me.I tucked away my hands behind my head as I fixed myself in the springy mattress, trying hard not to make unnecessary noises and wake up the other occupants of the small room. It was hard though. Sighing,
Officer! I'm just teaching this man a lesson.......No one could possibly stop me; I was hyped for blood.The man grunted, nursing a bloody nose. "What do you think you've done? You ruined my nose! It's broken!" he shouted, infuriated at the least.
So, they won't take no as an answer?......Pain is just another lie created by the brain to trick us, controlling our movements, declaring boundaries without our knowledge. Making us feel weak.