Shiro6397

Ever since I heard Neah's voice, I felt something. Something surreal. At first I didn't understand. I didn't understand one bit. As I slowly got used to his presence, this feeling grew stronger. That time when he had chained me to a chair, a chair in my very own mind, he called me a puppet. I'm a puppet lost in the strings of fate. A puppet in the play of the millennium. A mere pawn in the hands of war. During my days in prison, I was left all alone. But Neah reminded me I wasn't. "I'm still here" He reminded me of my promise towards Mana. I have to keep on moving forward. But more importantly, I mustn't look back. He told