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I don't know how my fury worked... It was son intense and uncontrollable... And I can remember every second of it, my [Sharingan] was active after all... all the bodies... The guts... The blood...

I couldn't help but tremble a bit... I huge part of me know that killing everyone there was bad, know it was excessive messy, and wrong... But the other part... I part that was awakened and distorted when the dam on my fury broke and the monster was set loose... That part enjoys it, revel in it... I don't want to become a monster that gets off killing people, I refuse to be it...

This duality is fucking killing my brain, these conflicting feelings and emotions are making me go crazy... Breath... Think logically, normally logic is the best counter to emotions... I know emotions aren't logical but... Think logically don't drift away, focus on the logic.

Ok. They captured me imprisoned me and probably planned to do some very nasty things to me, besides having military-grade guns. This alone can tell me that they weren't the nicest or the kindest bunch.

So I killed a bunch of people that wanted o do nasty things to me and were probably some criminals... This doesn't excuse what I did but it certainly makes me feel less...bad.

Breath... Then I receive some flashes of images of all the bodies, all the carnage that I caused... And deep down even knowing that I was able to logically think things though I know I will never be able to forget what I did.

But at least I was able to "organize" the swirling mess of emotions and different thoughts that were in my mind, now I can finally get a little bit of relief before reaching home...

It was what I thought and of course, but the universe isn't as understanding as myself. When I was able of coherent thought I was finally able to perceive the state my body was in, not it wasn't wounded, my body was as smooth and untouched as it can be. The problem was a weakness.

I am feeling very very weak, an exhaustion that comes from the deep of my bones, it's seeped towards my muscles and nerves. It may have passed only a few minutes after my raging and killing spree, but due to my state of mind I wasn't able to properly feel my body, or the adrenaline is simply cooling off now.

I guess all that power being used would have some very steep side-effects, thankfully my continuous use of [Ripple] is probably the only thing maintaining my body moving right now. Another thing that probably I should be thankful for is that is night right now, I guess I wouldn't be able to use [Ripple] that freely fi this street had people.

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Reaching home was becoming incredibly difficult, the more time passes with me walking the more exhausted I became, but this is not a normal type of exhaustion it is literally affection my bones, and [Ripple] seem to only be able to give a modicum of positive energy, I guess the problem isn't with my body per see, but maybe it is related to my soul or ki?

Sadly I don't have knowledge about those things, so I can only speculate and theorize about it.

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Almost... Home... Just... a little bit more. I was already on my street where my home is, thankfully I let my keys under a plant vase before going out.

Picking up my keys I was able to enter my home and lock my door, It literally took all my remaining strength to reach my bed and drop on it.

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I woke up feeling extremely sore, my whole body was sore and somewhat hurting and I had a very bad headache, it felt like my head was pounding at the same speed as my beating heart. Suddenly my stomach made itself visible and a huge hunger overcame me. I was able to pick up a water bottle that is on my nightstand and took a bunch of gulps from it alleviating my thirst.

I was extremely sweaty and I definitely need to take a bath and eat something, I look at the window a little bit... Fuck it's evening already? I must've slept for more than 12 hours. Already lost school today huh.. guess it can't be helped with what happened... last ... night.

Some images of yesterday flashes on my mind... I start sweating even more and my breath turns slightly laborious... Shaking my head to clear my thoughts of those images I went to the bathroom. Looking myself in the mirror is no surprise that I look like shit, my hair is damp thanks to sweat, I have some slightly dark circles around my eyes. I guess I may have slept but I am nowhere rested...

It's just that so much happened yesterday, I was trashed on the arena and banned, got kidnapped, and committed a massacre. I knew my life wasn't going to be normal since I awakened the [Sharingan] but this pattern is worrysome.

My thought process was slightly interrupted when I noticed something strange in my hair, but my normal eyes as good as they are can't discern it. Activating my [Sharingan] I can finally see what I spotted, there are some patches of hair that are purple now, they aren't that discernible to normal eyes as they are a very deep shade of purple but for all I know, I always had black hair...

It was yesterday's episode, wasn't it? I guess I will suggest a trip for me and mom after I cure her, some travel will be good after staying so many days in a hospital room, and I think I need some kind of vacation from this.

My stomach made its hunger self evident by a little rumble, so I went and took a relatively long bath. I feel real and I mean really dirty after the events of yesterday, even if I was just sweaty I keep having flashbacks of being covered in blood, sometimes I would even confuse the water with blood... Shit... I...

No, now you need to eat. And eat I did, I had some crackers cookies and Doritos lying around I devoured then while I made an absurd bug portion of food for me to eat.

after eating I decided to call Wei, It has been some time since we talked. It sure felt like a very... long... time.

"Hey Jin, how is it going?"(Wei).

"... Everything is pretty normal."(Jin).

Should I really drag Wei inside of my mess, he already is doing me a great favor upgrading my mom's hospital stay, but should I really drag him in the mess I am in? I know how the future is going down to shit with all the bs S.U.C. and Kaiser will do. And Wei si relatively safe in a private school pretty far from here, but I know how good a friend he is if I told about my dilemmas and the murim the guy would book a plane and go help me. He is like that, my very best friend.

"This doesn't sound like the éverythign is okay voice', this sounds like 'I am close entering a crippling depression' voice."(Wei).

"Ha, you know me too well."(Jin).

"So spill. What is happening?"(Wei).

"Well there is this dude in my class that I suspect is being bullied, and I don't know what to do. I know he has a pretty strong will and he won't suffer much from it, but if I always help him it's possible he will never grow a backbone and forever be his whimp self."(Jin).

"That is an extra stupid question bro. Just do what you do best."(Wei).

"Punch the bully on the face until it works out?"(Jin).

"I mean, by what you say the teachers aren't doing anything anyway, so might as well take things on your own hands. About you helping the guy too much... Man you are no babysitter, help the dude and knock some sense into him, nothing like some words of wisdom and a punch can't transmit to anyone."(Wei).

"The solution was so simple and easy, and me here breaking my head trying to think fo something esoteric."(Jin).

"Sometimes the simpler stuff is the right way to go."(Wei).

"Thanks, Wei. I really appreciate it."(Jin).

"Nothing, bro. That is what friends are for."(Wei).

"Yeah.. You are right."(Jin).

After that i talked with Wei a bit more, I still don't know if I should tell you about the underground arena or any of my... killings... But talking with him helped me a lot, I don't think I would enter the abyss that is depression again but I guess I would be close if it wasn't for Wei... Friends huh.