"Who am I?"
"Ah, quite funny. I've lived defiantly all my life only to ask myself this at the end?"
Thinking about the distant years, the once young kid Takezo now known as Musashi, revealed a mocking smile as observed the dark lit empty cave he had retreated in to have his final moments.
Indeed death was catching up to him, though he had lived defiantly all his life… Lost, he felt how miniscule he was before life and death itself.
"What fallacy… We are created into this world to live on borrowed time… But then, if immortality was real, Life would lose its meaning,'
"… Life and Death huh?"
"Has there ever been a man who had defied these odds?"
"We know what is it to live… but Death? Those who go on to search for its meaning never share the tale…"
"Pehaps it is something we should be grateful for, or why would its true meaning be so tightly kept hidden…"
"Ah, my fleeting life… I lived it how I wanted, so I have no regrets."
"Nothingness I came from, nothingness I shall go back to..."
"Absolute, indeed Absolute, existing to witness all life come to an end…"
But then, there was a sudden silence through the cave, the mocking decrepit smile on the oldman's lips crumbled as his eyes lit in shock…
1minutes…
2 minutes…
3 minutes...
5…
8…
"I see…" shaking his head vehemently, with an enlightened look, the old man stood up then sat back down with one knee vertically raised, holding the sword with his left hand and a cane in his right…
"But it's too late." He completed the later part of the sentence he had chosen to withhold, staring into the empty space as his eyes slid close.
But just then, in that fleeting moment an illusionary image of a young boy looking lost materialized behind him before disappearing with a flash. Returning stillness to the cave as it was overwhelmed with darkness.
Illuminated by countless starry lights, an endless scape of nothingness, the illusionary image of an old man appeared, enclosed in a long garment and two illusionary blades hanging on his waist that were also formed from a light.
"I see… It paid off." The figure said, pausing as it released a sigh, before disintegrating .
[ Choosing Not To Regret After The Discovery Of What He Sought His Whole Life… The Comprehension Of Absoluteness, He Excluded A Deviant Will…]
[SIN OF PRIDE…]
[In His Defiance To Pursuing Absoluteness He Perfected The Art Of Killing…]
[Mark Obtained…]
[Inheriting Will…]
[Will Inherited….]
[Will: Absolute, Deviant]
|Flynn Corbyn|
|Age: 18 |
|Mark: Pride |
|Will: Absolute, Deviant|
Seeing these set of words form from nothingness, in a hazy state of incredulity and confusion Flynn's illusionary form finished materializing within the boundless scape that was illuminated by countless stars. Honed with partial memories of his tribulation he stared dazedly at the lit words.
'So familiar…' He thought, feeling his memory about a lot of things, refresh…The earlier years of his life as Takezo, he remembered until he was 5…
"Takezo…" Flynn muttered as the barely distinguishable memories in his head totally disappeared leaving nothing but Musashi to resonate.
At this moment the lit words before him , Couldn't catch his attention as he was yet to truly grasp what they were. And without giving him the time to, his body disintegrated at a rapid pace.
"You Are Flynn Corbyn" Resounding through the scape, Flynn heard this whisper as he was abducted back to reality.