Short book of Storytelling: The devil is dead!
Back in 2002 the day of mid-summer. I finally caught the moment and seized the opportunity to really have the guts that I’ve learned through a course of 5 years to finally see someone in the eyes and let him steal my soul, finally… I had that moment sitting in front of a wall, looking straight at the wall, using all my will to finally be able to see the dark. It was like darkness surrounding my eyes. It was imminent as I couldn’t see that more than dark. What I’ve forever been trying to do, to see the blue, I picked up an illusional sword and attacked the very first thing that came in my vision. At that point, I got voices in my head telling me certain…








