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The Fallen Knight Jin
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Date Posted: 15:11:40 02/13/03 Thu
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Zenra
's message, "Re: ..." on 10:43:45 02/13/03 Thu
Jin layed there next to the lake, body motionless, breathing limited, his arm still stung from the pain that never truly accured, but was more tricked by his own mind into beleiving it actually happened.
It was cold...too cold, Jin felt it was probally better that way. His body was covered in snow, his lips were blue, frost bite developing in random areas of his body, moisture frozen over all over him, Jin was nothing more but a mere living corpse, he felt that it was maybe for the better to just lie and allow himself to die. He failed not only as a Holy man, but as a supposive guardian of the Forgottens to wanted to be, he failed Zenra more than anyone else, bringing forth a new fear to her beloved children, his father now holding the Demon Sword.
That's when a twist of fate gave him a second chance of life, a wave of heat flowing over his body, snow begining to melt, life being restored around him. Jin's eyes burst open, a gasp of air following it. Jin began to breathe more normally now, a regular pace comming back to him. Jin pushs himself up to a kneeling position, not before almost tumbling from the stinging sensation of his left arm, only to remember that it was nothing more but a nightmare comming to haunt him in the real world. He sits there for a little bit, hugging himself with his arms, trying to draw in some heat, but feeling ever so hallow. It was more than thousands of years since he got the Holy Sword, this being the first time he had ever been seperated from it. It felt like loosing a limb, and not knowing how to get it back...which is a feeling that only Jin would know about, so to speak.
It was a mysterious second chance at life, not knowing what caused this unwanted winter to leave. Yet, Jin felt he didn't deserve it, he was nothing more to a failure, Zenra's words tormented him more than soothe him.
"It's...not your fault...don't...don't apologize to me..."
Jin thought it to himself, the words repeating themselves and intertwining with Zenra's words, Jin was practically driving himself straight to insanity. He didn't use the feather to speak back to Zenra, though. The thoughts were to himself, though she could probally hear them if she wanted to, hell in the world we live in, who knows how many people tapped into his mind, a place he once thought would be his private little hole in life. He dared not to speak with her, he's nothing more but a failure.
"I'm...I'm sorry...everyone..."
He realized what his last memmory was before being taken in by his father, the young Tiani...he doesn't even know what came about to Lashana and Tiani, and only hoped that they were safe, though the idea of something happening to them would only show an extra demonstration of how badly he failed everyone...everyone...
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