That one night, she began to talk to herself.

Questioning. 

Reflecting.

What had gone wrong?

But no one answered but she herself. nobody else.

Nobody.

She then left these words, this note...

Wishing he could read this.

Hopefully, read this.

Her heart...

Her beloved...

Will you accept the saddest dare and painful truth from the person you love?

Truth or Dare?

After saving the only daughter of the family their organization had massacred, Lyreb Herrera's life stumbled as he struggled with his decisions along with his treacherous heart when the organization gave him a mission. It was to find the girl he had saved a long time ago, the demoiselle who had made him feel the essence of solace.

Sheldon was singing his heart out and we could understand the pain in his heart. I was not sure what caused me to feel like the song was more painful and he was trying to void his pain through the song.
The concert was about to end. I really didn't have any idea how I managed to stand there for more than 1 hour. But all I knew was already I had fallen for the man who sang without any knowledge about me and without knowing the existence of Asta William in the world. I just wanted my destiny to take me there and make me stand in front of Sheldon. I knew it was impossible and I knew Sheldon never ever got to know about Asta. 
We were almost ready to leave from the concert and it was already 8 in the evening. When we were about to leave from the concert, a boy came running towards our car and asked Emma to come with him. We were not sure what was happening and when we were going with that boy, suddenly Sheldon came in front of us and wished Emma. That was the first time I met Sheldon very close and at that moment I felt like I was trapped by Sheldon and kept in his heart. No I was not trapped. The fact was that my heart was trapped and kept in Sheldon's hand. That moment I became a Slave to Sheldon. 
I did not know why Sheldon wished Emma. I didn't know what relationship they both had. But I should thank Emma for getting opportunity to meet Sheldon very close. 
Emma introduced us to Sheldon. When she said she and Sheldon were schoolmates and best friends, I was bit jealous towards Emma. And yeah bit angry too for not introducing him before only.
Then we had a small get together with Sheldon's musical band and we celebrated Emma's birthday there and left the place. When I reached home, my mom and dad were waiting for me to come and have dinner with them. They knew my mini squad well. They were not at all worried, whenever i was with the 3 girls. 
When they called me for dinner, I was not hungry and i did not want to have my dinner too. So I just went directly to my room and started writing my diary. My diary was my world. It had all my secrets and yeah I did not want anyone to touch it. I filled my diary with so many happiest and saddest memories. But that day incident what I was going to fill was different from previous ones. Cause the day was different. I was different. My life was different.
I started allowing people to enter into my introvert world. I filled my diary with Sheldon's name and love quotes. Finally we celebrated Emma's birthday the way she wanted and yeah it was most memorable day for me. I did not know meeting someone would make you feel this way. I felt like Earth lost it's gravitational force. My destiny took me to Sheldon and made me stand in front of him. 
Finally 20 years of waiting came to an end and it showed me the meaning of live. Sheldon is the meaning of my live. 
I was just thinking why his song was so painful. had he gone through so much in life? My mind was just wandering and thinking about all unwanted things and most of them were about that day's concert and birthday celebration. Finally i fallen asleep and dragged into dreams.

Sheldon: Hey, Hello. I thought you would respond back. But you didn't. So I just called to ask whether everything is okay.

Asta: Yeah everything is okay. I just got this picture from your FB account. I didn't know we did our schooling together. 

Sheldon: Do you stalk my FB account?

Asta: Why would I stalk your FB account. Are you mad? I was just checking to know what had happened. That's it.

Sheldon: Oh. I thought you are stalking me. That's okay. 

Asta: Sheldon

Sheldon: It's been a long time you called me like this. It's been more than 3 years babe. I waited for whole 3 years just to listen you call me Sheldon.

Asta: Sheldon, please tell me what happened 3 years before. 

Sheldon: Asta, please don't force yourself. Don't push yourself hard to know about it. It's okay if you don't remember also. Just come back to me. That's all I wanted.

Asta: Without knowing what had happened, how could I come to you Sheldon?

Sheldon: Babe

Asta: Hmm

Sheldon: Babe, Go and take rest. Don't stress. That's fine. Let's meet tomorrow and talk about it. Okay? 

Asta: Okay. Good night.

Sheldon: Good night. Love you babe...

"Can't be done," Billy answered easily because that was the truth. He did not think that lying would solve this problem.
Feng Bujue had expected this answer. This demand was part of his negotiation skill. In this kind of not so even cooperation, the party with more leverage had the power to ask for a high demand at the start before slowly lowering it to find out the other party's bottom line.
"Why?" Feng Bujue asked.
"The gun is an extension of my power. Once it leaves the range of my territory, it will disappear," Billy answered. "Since I've stayed in this recurring nightmare for too long. My power has assimilated perfectly in this space, and that is why you can take the gun with you anywhere inside this prison. But when you're placed in a completely different environment, and the gun is one hundred meters away from me, the item will disappear.
"Other than that, the so-called instant kill and perfect accuracy is nothing more than my ability to manipulate space. Since I can control the matter of every object down to its atoms, the damage and accuracy of the bullet are under my control."
"That doesn't sound right… Faust is a warden beyond the gate of this prison, right? Even though it is only one door away, that should be counted as outside," Feng Bujue argued. "Assuming that I follow your original plan, walk out the first door following your hints, and face the warden, wouldn't I be armed with a useless gun…"
Billy interrupted him. "Among the three of us, only the upper limit of my power is greater than Faust's. Therefore, it doesn't matter if you step out of the prison. As long as I am around you, the gun will maintain its full power. Other than that… the so-called 'outside the door' is not really outside. The space where Faust can be found can be viewed as the 'door' as a whole, and the strongest lock is the curse laid down by the Master of Time."
"Oh… I get it now, but… this gun is a manifestation of your power, and I merely pull the trigger. Does that really count as me committing the kill?" Feng Bujue asked.
"The important part is not the method, tool, or source of power used to kill Faust. The important thing is… 'who' committed the lethal attack," Billy replied. "A black magic user borrows the power of ancient demons during casting; an elementalist borrows the power of nature… Those killed by these casters, should their descendants find the casters themselves for revenge, or should they go find the demons and the entire natural world?"
"Hmm… I see," Feng Bujue answered. "In any case, I have to be the one who kills him because if it's any of you who kill Faust, the whole rotation will occur, and Faust will revive beyond the door, yes?"
"Correct," Aldan answered. "The curse left behind by the Master of Time is wicked. If it's an 'inmate' that kills the 'warden', everything will revert to its original state, and Faust will reappear outside the door. Our power will return to the lowest stage, and it will take a long time before it returns to its current state.
"Before that, this entire space is beyond our control. We won't be able to find the exit, can't change the environment, and can't even teleport. After each rotation, there is a new monster installed here to murder us. Before we regain our power, we are killed again and again. The saddest thing is, we can't even die in this prison because we get revived in our weakest state after death."
Hearing that, Feng Bujue turned to look at Ravid.
Ravid knew what he was going to ask, so it said, "No need to look at me like that. Just like Billy said, earlier, he manipulated the damage of the shot, so your shot earlier didn't really 'kill' me. Of course… the way I escaped did look rather unfortunate."
"In other words… even if I really killed you, it wouldn't have mattered?" Feng Bujue asked.
"What do you mean by that‽ Didn't Aldan just tell you earlier that we revert to our weakest form after being killed and need to wait for a long time before returning to this state?" Ravid said.
"By the way, have you attempted to use monsters like SCP-173 to kill Faust?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Of course we have," Billy replied. "Even though these monsters are all extremely hard to control and pose a certain threat at our strongest state, we still managed to lure one or two to the prison's gate, but when these monsters step out of the door, they disappear, and a new monster reappears inside here."
"Oh…" Feng Bujue nodded. "Fine, back to my condition. Hmm… It doesn't look like I can take the gun with me, but what about the Contra Medals?"
"It's the same thing. Like I've said, my power only works inside this prison. As long as you are not transported away due to the poison, I can revive you as many times as I want," Billy explained. "But once we leave this place…"
"Then, what is there to be discussed?" Feng Bujue cut him off. "If there's no benefit for me, why should I step on the toes of the Master of Time for your sake? You are not my relative, so why should I help you break out of the prison?"
"Don't you want to clear the scenario…" Billy said.
Feng Bujue cut him off again.
"Yes, that was my original purpose, but after finding out about the situation in this 'prison'…" He used his fingers to make air quotes. "I feel like it's not worth cooperating with you. I would rather fail the quest and die from the poison than make an enemy of the Master of Time for the sake of a few creatures who tried to trick me…
"Especially when there is no benefit for me."
"Fine…" Billy hesitated before adding, "Wait a minute…"
Then, there was one minute of silence. Billy, Aldan, and Ravid seemed to be communicating on a different level, and it was hard to tell anything from their faces. Feng Bujue decided to just let them be, and he acted like he did not mind the result at all, as if failing the quest meant nothing to him.
"Hmm… Even though it'll be very hard, we can try to make one Contra Medal that will work even if you take it out with you," Billy finally said.
"How will it work?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Actually, it's not that complicated," Aldan said. "With the combination of all three of our powers, we can manufacture a medal that will work even beyond this prison."
Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds. "That is the biggest benefit you can give me?"
"You have to understand that to make something like that within a limited time is very difficult, and it might even affect the core of our powers," Billy explained. "If you refuse to take that, then…"
"Fine, I accept," Feng Bujue said before the puppet finished his sentence. "Give me the thing first, and then I'll accompany you to go and kill Faust."
"That doesn't sound right," Ravid said. "What if you take the thing and run?"
"If I can gain both the medal and finish the quest, why would I ever take the medal and run?" Feng Bujue asked in return. "Based on what you said, killing Faust is as easy as pie. I only need to go in with your gun and pull the trigger, right?
"In comparison, I should be more cautious around you lot. What if I help you kill Faust and break you out of this prison, but you go back on your word, destroying the potion Faust possesses or directly killing me?
"Then, I will end up with nothing, I will get on the Master of Time's blacklist for no reason, and I still won't have cleared the scenario." He shook his head. "Furthermore… even if you give me the medal first, that doesn't eliminate the possibility of you double-crossing me after I've outlived my usefulness.
"Obviously, the risk that I'm taking is larger, so without the item in my possession, I refuse to do anything!"
 


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


I used to think that the worst pain imaginable was a paper cut, the sharp burning feeling caused by frantically flipping pages in a book or desperately searching through a notebook, how easy it is to forget about the whole incident a few hours later only to be painfully reminded when washing your hands or eating. Turns out I was mistaken.
"Thank you for joining the O'Carroll family, as we celebrate an angel returning home. On December fourth, twenty nineteen the life of Morrigan O'Carroll was tragically cut short to just nineteen wonderful years, please join me in prayer," I watch helplessly from the back row of Antonio's Cremation and Funeral Service as some beer belly preacher, that was most likely the first one that popped up on google, soullessly blubbers his speech like he's given it hounds of time. 
The red-headed devil sits in the front row wiping her seafoam green eyes every few seconds, as she clutches Hades left hand, pretending to mourn their daughter's death, pretending their daughter's death isn't their fault, if they won't have kicked her out she would still be here, she would have been safe, locked in her room, not being violently mutilated by a piece of six-ton machinery.
If we wouldn't have gone to pride if I wouldn't have kissed her if I wouldn't have posted that picture if I wouldn't have tagged her, if I wouldn't have asked her out, she would have still be here, not viciously crushed by a car on I-70. "...destined for greatness," I'm too busy rethinking the steps that lead me here, that I miss the beginning Olive, AKA the devils, speech. "but sadly was lead down the wrong path, I ask you all to pray for God to let her into heaven," Morrigan wasn't even religious, according to her, "religious religion was invented out of fear," There should be Lady Gaga quotes being said not bible shit, 'Born This way' should have been playing as people walked in, not 'Fear Not,'
Olive steps away from the podium to let the preacher speech again. " Starting with the front row, will you please stand up and form a line to say your farewells," Morrigan's grandparents, Dorothy and Frederick are the first ones to move, followed by her sister Cara, then cousins, uncles, aunts, friends, classmates, after each person walks past mahogany coffin a brief hug and well wishes is given to the family.
As I make my way each step feels like one thousand, each second feels like an hour, my shoes are filled with concrete, my pants are filled with bricks, hooks attach my shirt to the chair, after what feels like years I finally make it to the front to see my Morrigan. Her long copper hair lays in a braid, pulled over her left shoulder, the eye cap leaves tiny bumps visible on her eyelids, her lips are covered in an unnaturally bright red lipstick, her beautiful freckles are caked over with foundation, her dress plain white dress is missing the flower pattern she always wears. This is not Morrigan. This has to be some knock-off. Any second now, my Morrigan is going to walk through the door and laugh at me for the morning, some random girl that vaguely resembles her.
On the count of three, I'm going to close my eyes, count to three again and open them to be greeted by the real Morrigan, my Morrigan.
One…
Two…
Three…
I clench my eyes
One…
Two…
Three…
Open…
She's not here...she's not here…
My lungs fill with lead, the ceiling collapses downwards, the walls begin to stride towards me.
She's gone. She's gone. She's gone. Why did they have to kick her out? Why couldn't they accept her? Why did we go to pride? Why did I post that photo? If I just wouldn't have posted that picture, she would still be here. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I killed her. I killed her. I posted the photo that caused her family to kick her out. If I didn't post that photo her parents wouldn't have kicked her out. If she wouldn't have gotten kicked out, she wouldn't have gotten in a car accident. I killed her. I killed her.
Why can't I breathe? What's going on? Am I dying? Is this what she felt like? Is this what happened to her?
Without permission, my body plows in between Morrigan's parents, in the hopes to make a swift escape out of the shrinking room. I have to get out of here.
I break open the large wooden French style white doors separating the funeral room and the lobby, where people mingle as they put on their coats to brace the bitter cold, without stopping, I push past an older lady I've never seen before and beeline to the exit.
My tears instantly freeze as I step outside, my feet crunch in the icy snow as I scramble to my rusted Ford Focus, with only one thought going through my head, I have to get out of here.
I unsteadily thrust the key into the ignition, before turning it only for a repetitive clicking to fill the air, after a few seconds I try again, but this time my Ford roars to life. Heat blats up from the vent and directly onto my face, melting my frozen tears, creating room for more. In the rearview mirror, people begin to mingle out of the building to their cars. The last to exit is Morrigan sister, uncles Cian and Patrick, along with her three cousins Liam, Ronan, and Aisling, as they working together to gracefully carry the coffin to the black hearse that will lead us towards just outside of New Albany, like the grand marshal for the world's saddest parade.
Once the coffin is safely locked into place in the hearse, preventing it from flying out the back window, the driver and her assistant climb in, turn on the yellow-amber light and slowly inch out of the parking lot with everyone following suit, myself being the last. All cars on the road pull over to let us pass except this red minivan who obnoxiously blasts their horn, rolls down their window to aggressively wave the middle finger. I'm sorry my girlfriend's death is getting in your way Karren, I'll try to make sure the next person who dies doesn't inconvenience you, note the sarcasm.
About halfway to the cemetery snow begins to flutter down from the rapidly darkening winter sky, just like the day she was kicked out of the house, just like the day she was driving on I-70, just like the day she was killed. No, Morrigan's not dead. She can't be. I need her. I need her to hold my hand as we walk to class, to steal my hoodie on chilly spring days, to check in on me after my brother's doctor's appointments, Morrigan's not dead, I need her too much for her to be dead.
The first car pulls onto the icy gravel road of the cemetery, slowly down significantly, so as not to kill themselves. Not that I would really care considering it's Oliva and her husband Sean, and daughter Cara, but I guess Cara didn't do anything wrong.
A little green canopy covers a newly planted upright blue pearl granite gravestone with a matching vase for flowers. Flowers, one thing she could talk about for hours at a time, all the different kinds, all the different colors, how different types of flowers need different soil, different temperatures, how all flowers are beautiful.
Cars began to pull over as much as they could, without getting stuck in the snow, Cara being the first person to step out of their car, followed by a sobbing Cian, an indifferent Patrick, Liam, Ronan, and Aisling. I know they weren't exactly close to Morrigan but they should at least act as they care. As everyone else gets out of their car, I stay put, out of fear of what will happen to be that close to the devil and Hades again.
As people march to the gravestone, leaving footprints in the once perfectly undisturbed white blanket that covers the frozen ground, I watch as the snow begins to heavy fall from the now darkened sky.
The coffin is picked up again to be carried for the second and final time. Everyone watches as Olive gives another speech in front of the grave, wiping away more fake tears as she talks, before looking at the coffin one last time before walking away, with her family behind her.
After everyone's gone, leaving rapidly fading footsteps, I timidly migrate my right hand to my seatbelt buckle, gradually inch my hand to the door handle, adagio push it open and one foot at a time step into the miserable weather, creating a new set of footprints leading up to the now buried coffin. 
"I fucking hate you," My body begins to warm with anger, "You were supposed to go to college with me. You were supposed to dance with me at prom. You were supposed to be here." I aggressively swing my right foot at the gravestone only to lose my balance, falling with all my weight on my left arm causing a deafening crack to ring through the bitter air.
Tears cascade down from the combined mental and physical pain. "I'm sorry. I'm Sorry. I'm sorry. I love you. I love you. I love you so fucking much," I hastily jump up, sprint to my car, and speed off.

After the tragic death of her girlfriend, Morrigan, Ailith is given the task of cleaning out her dead girlfriends school locker so a new student can use it. She finds a flower notebook containing an unfinished high school bucket list. To honor Morrigan, Ailith vowels to complete in in her last semester of senior year.

Saddest Poem


I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.


by Pablo Neruda

A collection of poems that I enjoy. Some are poems; some are quotes. 
They aren't mine--all credit where credit is due.
There's no actual lead or genre since there isn't a true plot.


   ○ After Ben and Jin's Unwelcomed Arrival at a village they been searching for sometime, and Ben's transformation. Jin decided to tell Ben some things, While they look for another village. ○


"My head still hurts" Ben said, holding his head

"You will live" Jin said

"So Ben, you still want to know about the strange symbols on bbn your body, and hands and why we use quotes" Jin asked Ben


"Yeah go ahead" Ben answered back


"Ok, I'll start with the Symbols. First off, all forms have some type of symbol on them, but special forms, like you, me and other forms have special symbols which has a meaning or a story behind it. Some Symbols are unknown and later becomes forbidden, depending on the symbol. There is one legendary symbol that became forbidden all throughout the universe, if someone happens to be born with this symbol, was either banned from the village, town or even the Planet. The thing that makes this symbol so legendary and hated is that only one person gets it, and the symbol changes and moves throughout the body.

I heard stories of people killing themselves if they were born with this symbol" Jin explained 

"Wow, that's one crazy symbol" Ben said

"Yeah, but it's rare to fin someone with it now" Jin said


"There's more about this symbol, but let's talk about quotes"  Jin said

"No, I want to know more about the legendary symbol" Ben said


"Well ok, the only thing left bbn to really know about the symbol, is that according to some stories, those who was born with the Symbol, would later in their lifetime, would become the carrier of the universe's worst and dangerously deadly God like creature, legends has it, that the possibility percentage rate of that ever happening is 5 -10% of those born with the symbol. But, they must be ad calm and relaxed as a pile of rocks" Jin explained 


"Ok, but why you must be calm, if the symbol moves to the chest and grows" Ben asked Jin


"Trust me Ben, if that happens, the universe would be done for, that if the person isn't ready and strong enough" Jin said


"Ready for what?" Ben asked 


"Ben, Ben, Ben, you think this creature will automatically let you control it, it's a death machine. It even has a nickname, but I don't remember it. If you think your rampages are crazy, you'll kill yourself if you see what this creature could do. It listens to the nobody" Jin said 

"Call me crazy, but I think I want to meet this legendary creature" Ben said

"Your funeral Ben" Jin said

"So, are you done with symbols Ben" Jin said 


"Yeah, explain why we use quotes" Ben said 


"Gladly, but first, you should know that theres a story behind the quotes, but I won't get to that" Jin said 


"The history of quotes is ancient, it goes back billions of years. The very first person to ever use a quote became extremely famous. I don't remember his name, I don't know if you ever heard, but, quotes were once banned from history because everybody had quotes similar to others and that caused a universal war. It was later unbanned, because demons started to flood planets, towns and villages. The death rate was insane. A few years went by, then I was born, to end the demon rampage.

Basically Ben, we use quotes to fight off evil. There are two types of quotes" Jin explained 


"Really?" Ben said 


"Yeah, there are quotes with names, and quotes without. For example, when you were on a rampage, and I stabbed you through the chest and said, "Destroy all evil, Tensai Heal!", that's a quote with a name. Tensai was an ancient God who died of a fatal disease. He was later called "Tensai, the God of Healing". 

Anyway, the time when the Prison Keeper wanted to fight, and I put my sword To my face and said, "Destroy all evil, Infinite Destruction!", that's a quote without a name" Jin explained 


"Ok, I get it now" Ben said


   ● Suddenly, two Prison Reapers walked passed Jin and Ben ● 


"Hey, you two, why aren't you working and why are you far away from the village" The Reaper said


"That village is done for, just leave us alone" Ben said


"WHAT!!!!, YOU DESTROYED THE VILLAGE!!!!, No matter, I'll end tour life, here and now" The Prison Reaper said, as he dashed  at Ben


  ○ Ben jumped back as he swung his sword, when he did, he chopped the Prison Reaper's head off ○


"I'LL KILL YOU!!!!" The other Prison Reaper said 


  ▪︎ Before the Reaper could reach halfway close to Ben, Jin tripped him, and stabbed his sword through his heart, the Prison Reaper's heart bursted, blood started to squirt out of his chest ▪︎


"They interrupted our talk" Jin said 


"Yeah, so were you done" Ben said


"Well, I was talking about quotes with and without names. I think that was it" Jin said


"Ok" Ben said


   ● Two more Prison Reapers walked by, they saw the two dead bodies. They looked at Ben and Jin, and started to swing their scythes. Ben and Jin dodged and chopped the Reaper's in half ●

"What Is with these Reapers" Ben said

"I don't know" Jin said 


"Well, we did kill two Reapers" Jin said


"Yeah, but still" Ben said

"Anyway, let's continue to look for another village" Jin said


"Ok, let's go" Ben said


"Planet Gordon is a strange planet" Jin said


"Yeah, I'll put it out of it's misery" Ben said, as they continue to look for another village




With things winding down to the Ultimate Fight for Planet Vein, Ben and Jin must now navigate their way through Planet Gordon, to face the upcoming evils and mysteries that await them.

As Ben and Jin get closer to facing Gordon, things will change. New information and trials await, both Ben and Jin.


SEASON 3


P.S.

THIS IS A CONTINUATION FROM "In The End: The Forbidden", READ THAT BOOK FIRST, THEN COME BACK TO THIS ONE. 

 
 THANKS.

AZIEL 
Age-18yrs
Description- Albino with heterochrome eyes . He is short with thin frame and has deep scars on his wrist . 
Hobbies- Studying , listening to wind chimes  and rain . Loves making tassels.
Hates - Novels , happy people  and spicy food 
Quotes- 'Make people believe in your lies . Someday maybe you might start believing in them too.' ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
ELIJAH
Age-32 years 
Description-Middle aged man with messy brown hair and sharp features  . Although thin yet strong.  Wears thin framed glasses .
Hobbies-Eating , reading newspaper, watching people and wearing different coloured ties
Hates - Sweet things, popular people 
Quotes- "We live in the same dark world , we just  have different addresses" 
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LAZARUS
Age- 20 yrs
Description- Has black hair and crimson eyes . Athletic body . Has whip mark on his back
Hobbies- Writing , helping and watching Aziel , drinking
Hates- Marcellus  and hangover 
Quotes- "You haven't killed them . It not your style. "
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MARCELLUS
Age-18 yrs    
Description- Brown hair , blue eyes with pale white appearance . Athletic body always present with a smile .
Hobbies- playing Chinese flute , hanging out with Aziel 
Hates- fighting  and mathematics  
Quotes-"Smile with me . Laugh with me and cry with me . This might be  the last time to do so"

Aziel , a young albino has lived his life filled with abuse ,neglect and anger . Broken and shattered was his mind into thousand pieces causing him to lose all hope . He gives life a new start by transferring into another high school . The feeling of nostalgia , the warmth in the coldness. New human emotions buried deep within him started springing into life on meeting Marcellus his new desk mate . Just as his old wounds were healing a series of murder of Aziel's bullies led to all the suspicion towards him. Lazarus with whom Aziel had an unusual relationship came to his school offering help in catching the real murderer. However they did not know the demon who roamed in this school's corridors. They were unaware of the danger that lied within .


I do not own the cover . It is from another BL manhwa

Hari-hari membosankan terus ada. "Huft" kata Roman yang duduk sambil menyantap makanan yang disajikan oleh restoran. Roman adalah pemuda yang ingin menjadi seorang ahli redstone. "kenapa hari-hariku membosankan ya?". Ucapnya lagi. Tak lama kemudian Roman membayar makanannya lalu pergi ke tempat kursus redstone.

Sementara itu, di tempat Azuya. "Arrgghh sakit lah kak" kata Azuya kepada kakaknya. "Ayo kamu pasti bisa Azuya..." ucap kakak Azuya. "Kakak jahat lah kok gitu sama Azuya" kata Azuya. "Dek dengerin kakak ya" pinta kakak Azuya. Azuya mendengar suara aneh. Ternyata, ada seseorang yang mengincar keberadaan Azuya dan kakaknya. Kakak Azuya menyuruh Azuya untuk pergi menjauh dari rumah. Azuya pun menuruti perintah kakaknya itu. 

"KEMBALIKAN TONGKATKU MONYET BODOH!!!" umpat seseorang yang berada di bawah pohon. Blane... nama orang itu. Tongkat legendaris Blane. Blane terlahir menjadi orang yang sangat pintar dan tinggal di pohon. Blane juga memiliki tongkat legendaris yang sering diincar oleh orang-orang. Tongkat itu bisa membuat clone tubuh kita jika ujung tongkat berwarna ungu. "DASAR MONYET NAKAL YANG TAK BERGUNA!!!" umpatnya lagi. Dia sering bertengkar dengan monyet. Dan mereka semua tak ingin mengalah satu sama lain.

Tak kalah dengan itu, "ini sudah kah? Hmm kurang beberapa lagi sih bahannya" kata seorang pemuda yang tinggal sendirian. "HUDA" Teriak seseorang yang memanggil Huda. ternyata yang memanggil Huda adalah tetangga Huda yang sedang lewat. "ya sebentar ya". Huda membukakan pintu. Ya, tetangga itu menawarkan makanan kepada Huda. Huda menerima makanan yang dibawa tetangganya. Lalu, tetangga Huda meninggalkan Huda. Huda memakan makanannya lalu meninggalkan rumah. Huda pergi ke end portal untuk mencari bahan-bahan yang belum didapatkan.

"Eben... kamu kenapa? Masalah teknik lagi?". Tanya teman Eben. "eh, Faris tidak kok" jawab seseorang berjaket biru kotak-kotak. "Ya udah kalo ada masalah teknik lagi bilang sama aku ya" kata Faris. Setelah itu Eben melanjutkan pembuatan pancingan. Faris pun melihat Eben dan ikut membantu membuat pancingan. Mereka pun bersama-sama membuat pancingan yang dapat menjadikan barang-barang disekitar dapat diambil. Dan orang-orang bisa ditarik untuk diselamatkan. 

"kali ini kupastikan akan kulindungi mereka, itulah yang kukatakan dulu..." Roman quotes

"meskipun aku bandel, meski aku keras kepala... aku akan membantu dan aku tak peduli dengan diriku" Azuya quotes

"tak akan kubiarkan kau mengambil apapun dariku dan dari temanku atau kau akan membayarnya" Blane quotes

"aku tau aku manja, mama papa pasti ada buat aku. Aku mau sekarang kubuktikan kepada semua orang kalau aku tidak lemah. Dan aku akan berusaha demi apapun tujuanku yang ingin ku ambil" Huda quotes

"aku ingin kamu pergi dari tempat ini... kalau tidak, aku akan mengancammu dan tak segan membunuhmu dengan pancingan yang kubawa ini" Eben quotes

Anicraft adalah organisasi kecil animator yang menjalani hidup bersama-sama. Setiap hari ada banyak tantangan besar bagi mereka semua. Anicraft memiliki 5 anggota yang bernama Roman, Azuya, Blane, Huda, Eben. Yang sikap mereka kocak semua. Akankah mereka dapat menyelesaikan tantangan besar itu? Yuk baca cerita Anicraft.

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