Li ch 1 part 2

“What’s this!?”

The bright, wide open space that sprawled within my sight contrasted vastly with the dark, narrow alley in my memory.

I remembered that the lingering scent of decay which had surrounded me was now gone together with the reason why I had even ventured into that alley to begin with.

There was a nagging feeling that I was forgetting something important…

My eyes scanned the land as my mind quickly tried but failed to process the events leading to my current situation.


I felt a shiver run down my spine. Too consumed with my own world, my eyes may have been keen but my sight was hollow.

But this feeling changed that. Such an unforgettable sensation…

My gut turned and I almost vomited. Cold sweat instantly broke free of their glands and drenched my body.

their sweeping motions had stalled on a pair of eyes.

Actually, two pairs in fact…

But the malevolence that escaped from one pair easily dwarfed the other.


In the middle of the expansive blue sky and the rock green ground, the set  of eyes unfairly seemed to ask where the hell I came from but possessed atmospheres as if to dared me to speak.

Pushing down the feeling of terror, I too would love it if I was able to go back to whence I came you know.

But what little breathing room my mind gained my body lacked. It refused to listen to me. Not that it could as my mind still reeled from terror.

past their gazes, I layed eyes at their arms in hand.





I wanted to ran away.

But remained still.

‘If I moved, I will die.’ This was instinct…

Goosebumps were shooting forth like the alarm bells, all were sounding off at the same time.

Then in the unbroken silence, a sound left my lips…


My foot had unconsciously taken a step backward. The crunch of the dirt by the careful compression of my sole was transmitted to me.

Realising that there was no change from the two, my foot again rose to take another, peaking slowly made its way from its zenith slowly towards the ground. But before it began its descent, I was choked by something.


At that moment the world in front of me had gone in reverse and in front of my eyes, the scenery went forward. However it was when I felt that weightlessness which seem to lull forward that I knew that something actuality it was actually  before I felt my back being burned as It met the ground. In my area of vision fell A thick cloud of dust loomed in the air and inside it loomed the Silhouette of a man with a faintly glowing blade.

*Cough! Cough*

The combination of the dust and being choked was hardly pleasant…

The dust cloud slowly dissipated. Somehow it felt as if something had forced me upright.Like as if a pillar had shot out of the ground.


There was a presence behind me. I had been so focused on the two people infront that I had failed to look behind.

When I did, who I saw could be describe in one word:


While I knew that he had saved me from becoming one with the earth, I was not expecting what I saw as I turned around. Dark skinned and no less than 185 cm, armed with muscle that was tone but powerful was a devil. But then I realised that it was an illusion as his facial feature, though sharp was human. However, I could feel a cold chill in the air around him…

It was sharp, but diffent than the other two. The feeling, it was somehow out of place…

But the situation had not changed, and while I understood that I was saved by that man, from the pain on my back and neck, it didn’t Immediately feel like I was ‘saved’.

I was sharply tossed around  like a rag doll without knowing exactly why. All I saw were flashes of light in my previous location as someone seemed to throw swings and thrusts of something .

‘damn it! it’s like I’m being hanged!’

The disorientation caused by the rapid evasion manoeuvres compounded with each attack  quickly mixed hate, fear and gratitude into a bitter complex feeling of powerlessness.

up! down! up! down! left! right! left! right!

diagonals were thrown in for kicks.

My hatred boiled as I was repeateded hanged.

I felt a serious urge to vomit my guts out but as I was about to lose consciousness my body flopped down hard onto the earth.


…My god, was I ever happy to be stationary again.


Through my feet were heavy, I didn’t hesitate to stand.

“Fuck! What is going on here!!!”

Some poem…

On a road where a chilly wind blows,
All but devoid of souls,
one treks its edges,

In such a cold world,
With little warmth from others,
where the path lays bare,
unsteady ,each step taken is painfully light.
Annoyed at his progression,
sometimes trapped with a precession,
But even through regression,
His purpose although vague, He is is resolute.
Buffeted by thorny winds,
surrounded by darkness,
Without direction,
the fire his eyes have yet to smother.
His appearance is ragged,
His life ticks,
But so does his feet.
Each step is heavy,
his body thin,
But he is the windbreaker to the vultures’ wings.
His actions are unbecoming the world,
His looks crass,
In failure it is destiny,
In success it is luck…
But to his being,
those are trifling matters,
as it is only the beginning,
For he is the pioneer

Li Ch1 part 1



Well I posted this ch before some else but I now want to change it up more. My aim to to make a non-conventional protagonist that is weak in fighting but has an interesting style of combat when cornered. One quite important the grand scheme of things but is only one man in the world. This is my first work bear with me. Tips are welcomed!



The sweet sound of a woman’s voice entered my ears and with it came an awareness that had been stolen away…


As she called my name, the haziness cleared and a muffled sound left my lips.


Inside the gentleness of the voice contained worry and anxiousness…

But who did the voice belong  too?

However, a sudden and strong dullish pain came over my forehead and robbed me of its comfort.

Awakened, I could taste earth and iron on my tongue.


There were also grainy texture mixed in with the taste.

I unsteadily rose up and stabilized my feet. I still felt dazed and the trickle of time was as water trickling through a clogged filter.

“my forehead hurts…”

Slowly I touched the front of my forehead.


A sharp pain emanated from the site and I could tell that the skin was broken.

I looked down to the hand and saw its fingers redden with blood.

The shone mercilessly down from above but I was still in the dark as to what had happened to me.



I must have hit my head hard, too hard to remember what I was doing before my current state.

I struggled to remember…

“A white dog and-”

But as I mumbled, my breath became ragged

“ A dark alley…”

The only things that came to mind were the images of a white dog and a dark alley.

I returned to my hand and stared at the redness at its tips.

“I must have cut myself from when I fell.”

Head wound do tend to bleed a lot but I didn’t think it was worth worrying over. The blood had already started to clot anyway.

That’s right, there was a bright white light then I met the ground.

The warmth that stroked my skin cause was the first thing I had registered apart from the pain and the iron like taste. In response I looked up as to find beams of sunshine piercing the heavens.

The heat on my neck felt like it was late morning. A warm bright sunshine like any one would wish for. But now, that light made a sick feeling well up from my gut…

…that it was afternoon when I had last checked.


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This site will be dedicated to my wannabe novel which is title-less for now. I will also posting some poems( if you can call them that) here also. This site aims to keep me motivated so constructive comments are welcomed. While I don’t like overly blunt comments, I do appreciate the time taken to write them. I hope visitors will find something of interest here and maybe use that for inspiration of their own.