It's true that the world can never be a happy place, but what if one day that reality comes true? Will war, suffering, pain, and ignorance be helped? Or is it just a Fairy Tale? Ah yes, when we were born, we always think how wonderful it is to live and see living things finally. You know what? Maybe it's true. Living things aren't so bad. Why do I question this? Why are we here? Is everything even...real?

Ember star ashes shadows around the sky as I gazed lost in thought. Without realizing, the blue purple sky started to light up mixing my emotions inside out. Before the moon falls asleep, it takes one last glance at the line of light and disappears. In the corner of my window roof, the faint light leisurely observed the area and slowly approached my bed, giving me the light to see my wrecked clock beside my dusty bed which said, 1:34am.

All I'm thinking right now is a way to fall asleep while looking at the salty purple sky. Morning is finally here, or so I thought.

Since I have nothing to do, I should read a bit.

I heave my broken body off my perpetual bed and stared at my glass window. What an enchanted sky... Dragging my head to face the broken mirror at my working table, I ran my fingers through my intertwisted soft hair. I got out of my bed and walked to my working table beside the bedroom door. It may not look like midnight sky but living in such a cold place, u see the sun early around summer times. To my left of the working table, there were shelves of books I collected.

When I was little, people population was over limit so "they" rip everything apart. Soon education was torn appart too. Everything everyone hopped for the future, gone... Maybe not everything, we still have our families and loved ones. My dad died protecting my mom. Mom went to work for Govern 46, their top fighting skills impress even the littlest people. They are called "RED". People under the Universal cities fear the Govern cities and the Reds. If my mom hadnt went to work for them, they would have taken me away too...to work as a slave... I was lucky to have collected the good amount of books to study that my mom sent from secret mails. Even tho she was not supposed to and it was against the govern law of REDs.

My best buddy, Sakura always sends my mom's mail back on time  and returns back 4 days after she leaves. Sakura was a little bird Tryon and I found beside the garbage dump. She has grown into an magistic aphotic bird ever since.

Society now isn't as fairytale like as we imagined. Once you have money, I tell you, you'll want more. People these days are so greedy and you know what? The more you get, the more someone else will suffer. Its like light and dark; And we know in the end everything will balance out. Who will change the future? No one has stood up yet ever since "The Last The End Evolution Project", TEEP. Millions was crushed by the Reds. Milions died and it was like battle of World War III. Now a days that battle field is called, We Remeber; Some call it The We Revolution. I still can't belive it happened when I was 4 and the battle lasted for 2 years. Now its so quiet people's fear from the Under Cities grew, everyone who was scared, helpless, hurt, was a by-stander. People lost miracle, now this is what they call reality.

I was told from my grandma, "Love yourself, love others, love your enemies." U may have heard of it before, and yes it's more than just a few words you know! My grandma herself has done all those things and everyone loved her, no one stood to watch her in pain, she herself never showed sadness. Well, she lost herself the day of my older sister's death. I couldn't help but remember what happened back when I was 7 years old.

The dying trees embraced the ground as cold death chill ran through their spines. There were voices screaming and crying in my front door, muffled and pain. One of them I could tell who was talking, but my parents just stood there watching. I heard nothing for a moment frozen in fear, and ran straight towards the door. As I slammed the door open a scream louder then earthquakes echoes through my ears. As soon as my parents saw me they pushed me inside the house with the door slammed shut. I tried to open the door but it won't budge until the door opened eye to eye with another man in the front door whom I don't know. He went to grab me but my mom kicked him. He smiled and avoided every attempt my mom tried to use.

"RUN LYKURA!" she screamed. I stood there frozen as my dad went to grab me. I looked at my parents, team work, ability, agility; I couldn't belive it, the can fight. As dad ran far away from mom half of the REDs spilt up so half chased us. In the clearing, there stood a lifeless body, the scream came from there, that last scream for life and it's cruelty. That body looked like my grandma. Her favorite sweater I made for her stained with blood, eyes sad and full of hate, yet her face smiling. The pants she has on was looked just like the one my grandpa left for my grandma. How one human take another's life isn't human. They call themselves Gods.

Steps after another my father finally dropped me down onto the ground, and said, "Fly my sweet Angel, never let them catch u. Don't worry about us, we're going to come after I get your mother, it's just a little fight." And I knew that wasn't true. One by one my father killed another, and another human. That painful look on his face, my horrified body trembling as I ran. Not because I'm running away from a fight, because I'll live to face them once again in the same battle field.

Still regretting I opened that door to see the person behind it. There are things u can't see, and some u must know to live.

I grabbed a random book from the rusty brown shelf and flopped down onto my rusty old bed again. In the moonlight, something flew towards me with lighting speed and without hesitating, I grabbed the flying object like an arrow.

"Skee!" it cried. I gasped and let go of my hands. There was a hole I made for Sakura to fly through when she comes home. She got so use to the hole it sometimes amazes me how many tricks u can watch her do with that little hole.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry Sakura~! I thought you were an arrow trying to kill me!" I said sarcastically.

"Keeeeee!" She cried and dropped a letter. Slowly Sakura flew to her bed snuggling to her comfortable position. With her watching me from above I find it comfortable yet cold.

"Oh! It's from mother!" I cried happily and opened the little letter. There was the handwriting I longed to read once again.

Dear Lilura~~~,
I won't be back in another two days or so. I'm so sorry I couldn't promise that I'm coming home with Sakura. While I'm still not home, please take care of yourself! Eat your breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I know it's hard without father and I, but please wait a bit longer. After I get this job done, we'll be able to feed ourselves again and laugh when the nights are cold. Just a bit longer! Father and I loves u, never forget.

Love,
Mom

I folded the letter and scratched my head in pain. Ever since the taken aways from the Udder Cities, people have trust each other less and less, situations have become worse and worse by the second. When people get taken away, none has come back alive. Families cried when they heard their daughters or sons are dead. As u probably guesses, they worked as slaves. I'm guessing they were taken because the family couldn't afford the tax and payments. What happened to them were mysteries. People started spreading rumors about what happened to people who where sent to the Universal Cities, like they died of slavery, or they died of a magic trick they use to entertain people, and etc. Ha! Shouldn't we already know that? I really don't belive in anything until I've seen it with my own eyes and heard someone experienced it. Rumors are just through one ear, out the other. Sometimes I want to end myself; I just want this nightmare to be over; Wanting to rest.

The world killed to many people, and where's God? I'm a big believer of God and Jesus and his followers. I still belive they can help change the world into a better place with their powers. I know I'm not the only one thinking about him, everyone who's suffering is thinking about him. Where is he really? We are his children, when we grow up, shouldn't we be leading the flock we created to god?! Then I thought, I'm so stupid, it's too late already. This world is too late to be saved. Right now, I just want to survive and live through the pain with my mom and go to heaven where I can see Jesus, God, anyone! Someone...standing there waiting for me with arms spread saying, "Welcome home, Lykura."

Author's note,
Next chapter will probably never come out. I did this chapter for a special someone, _Itsua_. I want to know what u guys think of my story so far right now! Hope to see your comments! See u soon :>