Marik was all confused, he felt wrong, guilty, mad, full of stupid ideas and anger, he couldn't think in anything else, than the world that abandoned him, he only toughed in the universe that gave him his back and destroyed the only thing he loved "Hanna...".
"Why should this persons be here? Why should they keep suffering, its not fair for them, its just not fair..." Marik was walking in the rain, with a creepy mask on his face and a dark suit thinking of life, with the water falling in his face. The masked man stopped walking in the middle of the way. He went walking close to a building slowly, and then climbed it quickly, being seen by anyone who was there, but he didn't care, he was just standing there and thinking. "I think I should do a favor to the world and the people here..." he took out his knifes, holding them tight and bleeding because of the sharp steal.
He took a heavy breathing a turned his face against the sky, against the rain drops... He then moved the knives with one hand playing with them and thinking "Its useless, this world doesn't deserve a story like this, its just something they should not deal with, the world is amazing... But they don't know how to keep it safe" Marik moved slowly his hand with the knife and turned his head down staring at his hand "This world... Should be destroyed..." he then started to feel anger, more than before, looking for the cause of his sister's dead "Why did someone like her would die... Why would that just happen... I don't... I don't understand...".
Marik stopped thinking when he broke the knife full of blood, he was mad. "Why didn't they help me... They were my guild... It was Sabertooth who promised me to help me... They told me... They told me that I was part of the family, they were suppose to help me... But where were they!? Where were they!?" the masked man shouted falling with his knees against the ground, full of tiers... Full of feelings, only confusion.
The man in anger stopped crying, he didn't have any more tiers, the world didn't deserve that, the world didn't deserve more pain "Its over... This world... This world doesn't deserve more than this, its not fair for it to keep living, its not fair for all this people to keep walking in this street!" Marik jumped from the building landing in the street with his spears in his back, and his swords next to them, his knifes in his pockets, full of weapons, full of blood in his eyes.
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