Random Leaf #1876

And to be honest though,

I can see no future ahead of me.

No, not that there is any future for

me and her, I wish for that, seriously,

really!

But the way things are

It is best for me to believe there is

no hope for me.

I have no future,

in a sense,

I have no dreams to back

what I want.

Bottom line:

I have no dreams.

That's it.

Random Leaf #1875

Better for things to just stay as that

or best if there is no connection at all.

What worst thing would it be

if the world found out

she's friends with the devil.

Random Leaf #1874

I don't deserve her.

Random Leaf #1873

I don't understand. Instead of asking why she cried, he asked her, no, i mean, he pleaded for her to stop crying. And along side her, he cried. The two of them cried. One with a reason and the other unknowingly did so because he loved her. I just understand.

Random Leaf #1872

Who am I to demand

good friends when I am not?

I weep for the misfortune

of misdeeds acted by others

which I find myself

usually do.

I was just only made aware

on a different perspective.

I am surrounded by good people.

I am not a good person.

I am not a good friend.

I don't deserve them.

Random Leaf #1871 IG

But she's not of the right mind. Tell me it isn't abuse to have her served them their family's food and wine, all the while they insulted her and even have made her sing silly why while they go merry on about with themselves. This happened while the husband is away and only the wife is at home.

Isn't the husband's anger not justified?

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Oh! How bitter —

How cruel this world can be.

She is not of the right mind.

She is not of the right mind.

Still — they abused her.

With mocking voices and sharpened stares,

they ordered her to serve

their family’s finest wine

and the most delicious dinner.

And all the while,

they insulted her — even

commanded her to sing

the silliest of songs.

And all the while,

they carried on in their merry spirits.

All this —

and the wife obeyed.

Without hesitation, with innocence,

with trust, and every good thing.

For the visitors claimed to be

dear friends of her husband.

She hummed songs she thought beautiful —

they called it ugly.

She smiled as she served without deft,

trembled — almost stumbled,

still she tried hard —

and they mocked her.

Spilled wine all over.

Scattered crumbs and threw leftovers

all over.

They dirtied the house

the husband and wife

from the ground-up built.

Oh! How cruel —

How bitter this world can be.

She is not of the right mind.

She is not of the right mind.

Still she loves her husband —

with all her heart.

When it's her husband,

she saw no malice,

only love.

And —

All of this happened

while the husband was away —

and only the wife was home.

So —

who, then, carries the fault?

Random Leaf #1870

And all I could do is cry. I have to watch the scene to see the story unfold. My hands were shaking as I turn the pahe. Who knew understanding my own error in a different perspective can be hurtful.

Random Leaf #1869

Am I.. like them?

Random Leaf #1868

It was sort of like magic words.. But of course they hold no law or power beneath them. Yet those simple words that suddenly made even the devilin him stepped back. For the first time in a very long while, he was understood. He was actually truly understood.

A faint voice of a certain wise man echoed in the back of his mind. A person, right in front of him is showing him empathy. It was as if a true human being came and prayed for him.

Random Leaf #1867

And in exchange, he was cursed. In exchange for his wish he has to pay the price of being unable to save the of life of person he love the most.

Random Leaf #1866

Was it disobidience the first sin? Or was it love?

Random Leaf #1865

And like an angel possessed wife, he'd go through hell and back or hwck even stay there just to be with her loved one. She loves him dearly. Very much so she'd be the first one to suggest match stick if her husband wishes so to burn the whole world.

Random Leaf #1864

And who said villains never understand the millions. It is the millions who never understood him.

Random Leaf #1863

She obeyed and let strangers in. They told her they were friend and so out of kindness and trust, she trusted. They ate her food, insulted her innocence and of all things, while they merry themselves away, they had her entertain them.

No, there was.. nothing of that sort but just thinking of that whole moment. The world.. the world and everything in it, doesn't deserve her.

Random Leaf #1862

She didn't know.

She was but a child.

She didn't know.

They mistreated her.

She didn't know.

She only knows to follow.

She have faith in the world.

She didn't know.

She is just that innocent.

And the world is just unkind.

Worst of,

the person she love

also misunderstood her.

Random Leaf #1861

Fuck what's right or wrong, and fuck morality! Just once! Just fucking once! Can't a father be fucking selfish just for one time! God! Please!

Random Leaf #1860

I'm the one at fault, father. Not you.

Random Leaf #1859

I'm sorry, mother.

Random Leaf #1858

Oh! Sorry, it's fine. It's not a big deal. Something so trivial won't hurt me at all. It's alright, I'm fine. I'm not hurt, really.

Random Leaf #1857

Denied! Rejected!

This are the words

the world shout to

those born without priveleges.

Random Leaf #1856

Love of a father, infinite mage chapter 4

Random Leaf #1855

"What of the warrior with failed potential? What happened to him?"

"He isn't a warrior. He never was. But I'm certain he's a fighter. All he wanted is peace, nothing more. He always take the lead when it comes to laughing and the reigns when something needs to be done. He never liked fighting but he does so because that's what is always ordered for him. He hated feud, arguments and small talks. He'd rather listen and most all deep trivial niceties life has to offer. He'll listen if he finds what you're talking about interesting. Same goes with the weird retort he'd usually say. Maybe he's actually mad man for this, but his sensibility and his accurate awareness of other feeling sets him apart from one. He listens. He knows how to. He's not good with words, I'm very certain of this and so he'd always resort to simple resort."

Random Leaf #1854

Among the many stars,

you alone is enough

to light up all horizons.

Random Leaf #1853

"And I kept hearing it. His words echoed in my mind: You are unloved! He said. Then I asked myself, have I truly felt loved?"

Random Leaf #1852 precisely cut

In the deepest part of hell, there are no chains—only the cold and an angel who weeps. His memories of grandeur and joyful moments are kept elsewhere. He is bound to a duty akin to that of the titan Atlas, but this angel exerts no force except his will. He does not carry the world in its entirety, only all its sorrow and misery. He is bound to bear them all.

But there are others there—sinners who have already been forgiven, yet chose to stay. They, too, wish to share the sorrow. Who else but those already forgiven possess the humanity to pray for the one sinner who needed it most?

In truth, he had already been forgiven long ago. But for reasons known only to himself, he chose eternal punishment.

Random Leaf #1851

Translation: Your crying face is the thing I'd hate to see the most before I go.

Random Leaf #1850

"Tell me, little one, after a great war comes to an, where do the souls of the fallen go? Surely, there isn't only one god the dead have faith in."

"Aside honor, faith serves no purpose for the defeated."

Random Leaf #1849

I have little to no faith at all and yet this young man, on my death bed, assures me that the god my people believed in will have us reincarnate once we die. This young man who's holding me tightly is telling me of a faith, a religion, he isn't part of. I, a man of no faith, is being taught of salvation by another who god I know of is different from whom I know.

And he promises me two things: our reunion in this world of the living and vengeance for those who killed me.

I am hurting from my neck, pierced and lodged with an arrow. I am bleeding. Everything is hurting. It hurts real bad. Yet, I can't help but smile. There will be a next time. And this young man who I barely knew anything about is promising me. He is preaching of my god. Of a god he doesn't believe in.

Random Leaf #1848

And what would you say if we are, in all of entirety, a part of someone else's dreams? And the moment our sleeper decide to wake up on their own is the moment our world will end?

Random Leaf #1847

Have you never wondered whether the crimes the devil committed are sins done to them?