I grasp my breathes, as i feel sufocatted by this hard atmosphere. "why did this happen" i shouted to myself in a desperate manner.

" if i didnt attack him this would never happen, why did i rush to quickly because of me she died" i sobbed.

"at the very least i could at least avenge her" as i wiped away my tears from my face.

But then i came into a single realization, i notice that my sword wasnt covered in blood. i spin backword to see the dead foe in desperation, but it was too late. the time that i had turn backword was the time i got dice in half.

" Fuck you @#33m%-"