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Liar's MaskLiar's MaskLiar's Mask by ~Scythe0fDeath
A fool behind a mask
Venomous words veiled in honey
Uttering nothing but distorted truth
As they sing the hymn of deceit
Eyes that bear false witness
Warped vision that hinders
Accusation after accusation
Guilty to other's eyes
Enveloped in mystery
A slave from the shadows
Treacherous tongue as a weapon
Mesmerizing charisma that spellbinds
A mask that grins and lies
Behind its smile is a cold face
A trickster offering falsehood
Be wary of its serpent nature
Robbed JusticeRobbed JusticeRobbed Justice by ~Scythe0fDeath
Victims of oppression
A devoured morality
Cursed with grim lies
Violated and defiled dignity
Vile kings rejoiced in filth
Mountains of vast wealth
As their bloodstained throne rots
Nation crippled immensely
Ripped wings of freedom
Brutally raped by society
Violence and hatred are abound
Lady Justice burns to ashes
Atrocity spread like locust
Hammer that crushes the weak
Hint of death in their eyes
Army of killers marched on
Soaring FantasiesSoaring FantasiesSoaring Fantasies by ~Scythe0fDeath
Escape from reality's grasp
Plunge into a world of dreams
Creation of your own reality
Where fantasies have gone wild
A vision of paradise
Images of pure vividness
Time flies in excitement
As mind drifts away further
Wondering when it will come
Yearning for fruition
An illusion into a reality
Seems an eternity to fulfill
A figment of imagination
Fiction of limitless possibilities
To entertain or to deceive
A dominion over reality
Unspoken FarewellUnspoken FarewellUnspoken Farewell by ~Scythe0fDeath
Life shattered like glass
Moments turned into memories
Time consigns to oblivion
Victim of world's cruel cycle
I offer this elegy
To speak my farewell
Body may have died
Soul remains free
Transcend to the stars
Someone awaits you there
Where the garden of souls stood
In the heavens above
Chapter 8Chapter 8: Resolve to EndChapter 8 by ~Ayasume
Three years have passed after the incident in Lost Forest. Within those three years, the war between the continents of Ulle and Tearde intensified. However, Ulle overpowered Tearde and left a huge amount of damage in their territory. The port city of Tonne became a war zone. The citizens were moved to a refuge town that was quite near to Tonne but with military protection. The refuge town, also known as Fharan, is near the lake. The town has three small farms to sustain their daily food needs, one mill, one windmill and houses to accommodate the refugees. For three years, the families have been away from their hom
Chapter 7Chapter 7: Last Day, Lost Forest DeathChapter 7 by ~Ayasume
"Rousche." The voice, that was like a soothing gentle breeze in a hot day, called out to Rousche. Soon afterwards, the voice coughed. "This is disgusting. It leaves a bad taste to my mouth calling you out like that."
Upon gaining his consciousness back, Rousche slowly opened his eyes. For a while, he wondered who could have that voice belonged to. It was familiar yet he couldn't recall. After a while of pondering, he decided to get up. He kept in mind that he was heavily wounded and moved carefully. However, he found out that his injuries were almost healed.
"Who could've done this?" He asked himse
Chapter 6Chapter 6: Day Two, Lost Forest GameChapter 6 by ~Ayasume
It was a curse for the master not to come back after a thousand years. The souls that were asked a simple favour slowly lost hope. Waiting for the master to come back, they protected his home from any unwanted visitors. Especially those who meant harm to the forest. The five dutiful souls continue to live on to the world as children.
Rousche had a rude awakening. He was dreaming about Marius killing his friends. Cold sweats ran down his entire body. It was his second day in the forest. The children said that there was a next day. He wondered what else the children stored for him. He shrugged off everyt
Chapter 5Chapter 5: Day One, Lost Forest MemoriesChapter 5 by ~Ayasume
Deep in the forest, Rousche was walking for over an hour. He couldn't get out of the forest no matter where he goes. It was getting harder for him since light was very scarce in there. The trees were so tall and the leaves covered up the sky. Light barely came in however there were some that managed to. After a long while of more walking, Rousche sat down on the ground to rest. It was strange for him not to get out of that forest. Was he lost? It couldn't be. He never gets lost no matter where he goes. Minutes after resting, he stood up and started walking again. When he was about to move his legs, h
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