Blemished by the boiling salmon circle of an exploding agitation sun smouldering across the faded blue skin sky being overlapped by the puffy spectre clouds, titling it a morning hour for the humans that scattered in groups for plans of desperate survival.

I directed my itchy eyes over to my roughed hands, reading all the historic lines that were circulated into diagrams of long mysteries falling off the palm cliffs.

It's been eight months since the escape of the group I'm in, we've been surviving on unlucky animals that found their paws pressing down onto our abandoned, ghostly province. I've mostly spoken with the friends I knew of and stayed in a certain area where it wasn't so crowded and rarely spoke with Karkoth and the two other shadows, maybe light figures, I'm never sure on what faction they're in, but the emotion figure is a shadowy figure...definitely.

"Are you doing ok?" Ryan's voice questioned before his pointed feet stood into my field of view, I lifted my chin upwards and locked eye contact with Ryan, who seemed to be curious about me.

"Ah, yes. I'm good, just having time to myself." I answered back seeing a smile shape across Ryan's masculine structured face.

"That's nice to hear," Ryan smiled as he fumbled down beside me and sat with his legs crossed, following it up with a rolled bread he handed out to me, I glanced at the bread for a couple of seconds, then I politely took it away from Ryan with a nod of a thank you.

The flowing smell that escaped from the captured bread changed my calmed stomach into a chaotic hungry monster, growling at me to eat away. So I did, it sure did satisfy my stomach a lot from how tasty the bread was.

"Did you hear about the fight that happened between Arianell and Gianna?" Ryan notified.

"Not at all, I'm the type of person to watch the dramatic things" I responded while looking at the figure of Arianell cuddled up on a bench being covered by the vast leaves that attached strongly onto the dark, warming tree caught my concerned attention. My eyes investigated the bruises that were seen planted all over her dead face.

"Yes yes, why do you think they fought each other?" Ryan once again questioned.

"Because there's a line between them that has all the treasures of hidden lies," I replied as I stood up from the ground not looking back at Ryan, all I did was approach Arianell in her lonely position.

Once Arianell noticed that there was another person near her, she decided to slowly tilt her head up and meet my eyes, her eyes were so dead and emotionless, there was nothing but a lifeless gaze.

"Hello, is there something you need?" Arianell quietly pleaded, resting her hand which was located under her chin to hold herself up onto her scarred lap.

"Looks like someone accidentally fell down the stairs" I sarcastically said while in the movements of sitting beside her.

"She kept on bullying me, the reason was that I'm hanging out with you too much and she thinks you'll know her true identity," Arianell confessed with her hair being wrapped around between her bloody fingers.

The words she spoke out in a cold sentence played a past throughout my thoughts, it was when we weren't attacked and Arianell was still in her prison, I don't know why but the way she revealed who she is stuck with me from that day on.

"I'm the real Gianna Fox...She's lying to my father...You're the only one left that I know can save me"

Them words kept echoing around in my corrupted thoughts to the point I couldn't think of anything else but that statement, of course, I knew something was up with the "Gianna" I met in my journey, for example, her eyes weren't the same as when I saved her from the abusive family she dealt with for years.

"Do you want to kill her?" suddenly appeared and was asserted in my head, a demonic voice chuckling like a crazy maniac.

Fuck off.

"Very rude of you" it chuckled.

I won't go around killing people as it will cause the whole crowd to erupt and find the murderer, I don't want that to destroy my friendship.

"Friendship? Did you say friendship? What kind of friendship is it when your childhood friend was influenced so much from that shitty shadowy figure of hers to trap you in the basement? And please, don't get me started with that fake male friend, wasn't he the one who tried getting you arrested for an accident where you were caught talking with Karkoth?" It indicated proudly with a slight snicker escape from its controlled emotions.

Stop fucking with me and leave me alone.

"This isn't fucking around in my book, my fucking around is taking away all the emotions you have, including feelings as well, from you and destroy your life from there" They added with laugher that had no remorse behind it.

Mine messing around is me killing myself so it'll kill you too.

"Did you forget that I am your emotions? I can switch that fear on and make you scared of anything just from a flick of my fingers."

True...I'm never in control for my past, present and future. It's always somebody else controlling it all and making the decision.

"Earth to Zane? You've been staring at the ground for a while now" Arianell interrogated with a boom that snapped me back into reality as I swivelled my head towards her.

Maybe I should complete their vengeance for a payment. I'm already falling deeper into hell so why should I pull myself out of it again? For awareness? Compassion? Screw that at this point, I don't care about their thoughts and prayers, I should do what I enjoy, not what these bastards like.

I'm not a slave, I'm way better than all these scums, selfishness runs in all their traitorous blood.

"There we go~"

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To Be Continued...