bad luck

Why do I have so much bad luck?

Why didn't I live in a normal period of life?

Before the Joker and these monsters showed up

In the golden age of the internet and the wonderful games

a young man my age would now be at a coffee shop with a beautiful girl

I envy the kids of that time 

Why my fucking luck made me sleep in the open

With a pretty girl in front of me But instead of holding flowers she is holding a sword 

A lot of blood covered her body 

With many monsters behind her

Where's the phones that are filled with love massages ?

Where's the nice glass of wine?

I Change my thinking completely

After I heard the screaming that was coming from everywhere

I carried my sword with empty eyes

"Why don't I just die and end my suffering"

Celine said looking at me

"You are hurt, why don't you just calm down till we're done"

Celine's calmed down a little