Here I walk,

among the lines of friend and foe, 

a torrent of emotion coming up to greet me.

Here I walk,

among side him, among side those I must protect. 

Here I walk,

my hand as a blade,

my body as a shield. 

Here I walk, 

the master broken. 

I must fall in after him,

into the pit of despair that consumes all. 

Here I walk, 

when my life begins at the end. 

Here I walk, 

a soulless echo in my voice,

a heartless monster in my lungs

Here I walk,

a born fighter, 

a dead tool. 

Here I walk,

to provide the darkness,

my master needs to be alight. 

Here I walk,

my heart scarred,

and my mind wandering.

"Peko! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE ALONE!"

Here I walk,

alone. 

Yet, his smile has a power,

a power that I didn't need,

but he needed himself.

The power the blade did not have.