A scar on his face, green eyes, hooded figure...
Its been so many years since I visualized that face. I don't know why, but when I am reminded of what I saw, I fear that I saw me. My fight isn't on this Earth, my fight is one not seen with this set of eyes. I do have a wish, a wish to see the battlefield clearly, because I feel like a blind man fighting, not knowing which direction is the attack heading my way coming from.
Then again, I would also like to know the reason behind the attacks. "Why me?". Well, now, another question has popped up. I want to confirm my gut feeling. "Who is he?"
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