Random Leaf #1339

For a world that no longer need heroes, it will be the villains who will save them.

Random Leaf #1338

He planned it all, actually. His martyrdom was nothing but a mere step for a grand finale. Redemption. He never wanted to be a hero, anyway.

Random Leaf #1337

"And here I thought you'd wait for me," were the words my tears spoke. In truth, my heart said, "It's good to see you again."

Random Leaf #563

There must always be for there to have never been.

Random Leaf #654

And in the mirror, I saw myself. Around my neck were arms made of noose. They were both firm and gentle. They are the only thing that truly cares and understands.

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Random Leaf #653

To see the cruelty of the world without even batting an eye is not insanity. It is tragedy.

Random Leaf #652

"Dreams of grandeur, dreams of heroism, dreams of greatness and all those non-sensical dreams. Now tell me, young one, what do those dreams have in common? The answer is villains."

Random Leaf #651

Those who cherish her dearly cannot hide their tears from flowing. Even if the world is covered in white, none can deny the snow that has fallen.

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Random Leaf #650

A world gatekept by the stoics.

Random Leaf #649

We all have dreams of heroism.

Random Leaf #648

Perhaps I may never understand it in this lifetime, but the greatest sorrow a teacher can ever experience is seeing her student lying at the end of a path he mistakenly chose.

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Random Leaf #647

Can prayers work on fictional characters?

Random Leaf #646

If you look closely, there are cracks everywhere. Only if you could see the strings would they become visible. Can you feel those shackles binding you?

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Random Leaf #645

Even without a lie, the hero understood. She never really loved him.

Random Leaf #644

For even gods can cry too.

Random Leaf #643

Can it also mean: thank you for letting me live?

Random Leaf #642

He knew all along. The moment he lifted the blankets, he felt a reluctance to accept the reality he already accepted.

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Random Leaf #641

She was hopeful. And when she saw them, her world shattered.

Random Lef #640

He would always end up lost in her eyes. He had truly fallen in love. And truth be told, when he did, it was never the good kind. He was destructive in every right, and he did so both willingly and unwillingly.

Random Leaf #639

You're fated to get bruised. You're fated to get hurt. You're never meant to give up. You're never meant to die.

Random Leaf #638

The hero knew opportunities are never fruits of effort but the world validating.

Random Leaf #637

They're not dead. They're just lying.

Random Leaf #636

There is no saving heroes; once they accept their duty; they are destined for greatness.

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Random Leaf #635

I cannot save you. I'm sorry.

Random Leaf #634

You cannot be saved. I'm sorry.

Random Leaf #633

Here I am dreaming of grandeur.

Random Leaf #632

For he had seen so many heart-wremching moments that his tears could no longer fall. There was nothing left to cry over. All hope was already lost. He had to accept it.

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Random Leaf #631

They were never aware.

Random Leaf #630

Without a doubt, they are not as faithful as they call themselves.

Random Leaf #629

And those with regret seeks two things: to go back and to go beyond.

Random Leaf #628

And what if there is hope beyond this lifetime?

Random Leaf #627

There is no remedy to addiction to life. The unknown would never always be welcomed.

Random Leaf #626

To the hopefuls, love is the lie they would ever give all their faith. They are unaware of the tragedy.

Random Leaf #625

Cruel tears will leave marks on your cheeks. No one ever likes crying in sorrow. Even the romantics who live their lives in tears would rather confide in comedy.

Random Leaf #624

There will be hope in another lifetime.

Random Leaf #623

And so I fear the conspiracy conforms to my evil.

Random Leaf #622

"Are you ready?" the world asked. I am not, I wanted to answer but the question was not a question.

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