As I stood in the middle of the empty hallway, a silent cool breeze passed by my wet neck with blood and sweat. It was so cold.. so cold that I thought I might freeze to death, in that silence my heartbeat raised I can hear it clear and loud. it's always like that.. my heartbeats fast for some reason whenever i hold my sword.
but also at the same time, I feel like my heart might stop beating at anytime... I fear it.... I fear not because I may die. I am a bad person who killed...