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I guess it was the first time seeing me being ‘caring’--maybe
because of the notebook. Amazed, Liron quickly nodded, feared
the ‘caring’ would slip out of his grasp. “Yes.”
For once, I really thought of stopping

I thought for a while and went silent for the rest. But Liron
smiled. We communicated more than normal. Maybe because it
might be the last time. But Liron still smiled.

The kid said, quietly, “Maybe, you can take me to the park
before we destroy it.”

I honestly would love to do that, but that’d definitely
sabotage the plan, so I tapped morse codes. I couldn’t let him.

“T-tomorrow?” Liron frowned, “So sudden?”
We’d destroy the Capital tomorrow instead.

Flames rose to the scarlet sky. Every patch of land scorched
and wailed and cried. Blood splattered everywhere I rampaged.

The vision got darker with insanity every time I slashed
through flesh after flesh. A crazy grin bloomed on my face, getting
blood splashed onto my clothes and diary as if to paint the splendid
red on the muted self I hated. No, to wash off the people’s sins
done to me.

“Have mercy, ma'am, my children are still young,” a woman
cried.
Mercy none gave me when I begged for, I sneered and
silenced them.