(RINGING MEMORIES) “YOU WOULDN’T BREAK YOUR PROMISE, RIGHT?” He remembers, yet he somehow didn’t, but it goes along with the dark tone of someone’s lullaby that he dears and just like how he dear his older brother. Yet. “You will never know as anyone ever knew it all, JK.” His dream will tell him, yet he couldn’t exactly remember, WHO. “Wait.” As he will always call upon the figure of a girl that he couldn’t see the face. Someone he knew and surely holds more than the word precious and someone significant to him. But he couldn’t remember. “Who are you, again?” He would often ask in the middle of that dream. Yes, his dream is everything of what he is seeing as the once child that he is. Inside the palace that he knew, yet now remains as a tragic crumbling truth from his cursed past. He looks at her face that he couldn’t remember who nor could see her face, wondering for one thing. As he once more asks of her. “Just who are you?” Wi
(THAT WOMAN) “WHO ARE YOU?” Desperately wanted to know the answer, as he is running impatiently to the ticking puzzle that the time is somewhat taunting him in return. He gritted his teeth as he looks around sensing his surrounding to know where she might be. “You need to remember, JK.” Asks him for the thing that he is dying to know. By which his reoccurring dreams are more than just hunting him in between. He calms his nerves as he draws a sinister smile, trying to play along with the game that he is used to and more by now. “Remember?” he asks clicking his tongue. All but trying to provoke the presence that’s been wondering, hunting, and teasing him in return. “What should I need to remember?” Rebuking as he throws the same question back. She giggles as he hears her. Adding the trouble, let's just say his impatient mind. “Everything, about me.” Playing and somewhat more than that. He wanted to express his impatient and anger by
CHAPTER CDXXII (WHO) “CAN’T YOU STILL NOT REMEMBER ME, JK?” The question is once more asks of him, yet he feels like it is more of a taunting and teasing queue that she wanted him to admit and eventually leads him into losing the game that he and she have been playing for quite a while now. “Remember? Who are you?” “Still not, or maybe you are only toying with me?” Consequences, yet rather a silly old game that JK is hiding and playing with dishonesty. Things that Winona can see and read from his eyes, yet he pretended that he didn’t hear a thing. “Toying with you? Why? I do not know you in the first place for you to say that I am teasing you. Besides, I wanted to suggest that I could be the one right now that could introduce a game to you. He draws a cunning smile, indirectly answering those hidden questions that Winona has. In the end, accepting the challenge and ends up drawing a sinister smile from within. With all of those taunting words, JK decided to play a bit more, o
CHAPTER CDXXIII (THE OLD TOLD TALE) “ALICE. ALICE IN WONDERLAND.” More than just telling the title of the well-known children’s book. The book that crosses time in this very world and book. The tale that could jump back and forth towards this dimension that knows nothing about the reality that you are living with. Winona hopes for even a little. Just a bit to tick the mind and somehow the heart of JK to wonder more, even deeper, and finally understand what he needed to do and to remember. Then she asks about that certain person, that character, and the well-known one that is written inside the book of Alice in Wonderland. The character that resembles, but in the side of the dark that Winona asks and immediately to JK. “There is an interesting tale. A character that everyone knew, perhaps they all love, but in this book and world where everything revolves around and first into darkness. I want to ask you this question JK. Have you heard the tale of the Mad Hatter?” “Kyle.” The
(HIS ONCE DREAD) “YOU need to wake up and open your eyes for the truth that is just behind the closed door JK. Open the door and see to yourself what you should do and not. In this grand game where every one of us is merely a tool, you need to know and choose who should you trust and gave your trust, and not.” The warning is more than just a wake-up call that Winona is trying to embed inside his mind. But it seems like nothing’s been working, or perhaps there is. Yet JK is just too self-centered to admit it all. For he knows that his pride will be trampled by it. Putting the tragedy into the worst situation than anyone wanted it to be and not even hoping to have an experience. “What should I need to wake from? Just what should I need to realize right now and from the little children’s book and Alice tale in Wonderland that you just read to me?” “You are being naïve and too blinded by the thing that isn’t the truth and is only dragging you into the darkness and way beyond, JK.” Ts
(TORMENT) “WILL you, no, you will do everything for me your only brother and older brother, right, JK?” Stun and surprised, JK is frozen to where he is standing upon seeing his past self. The child that he once was is now right in front of him. He slowly took a few steps forward and slowly reaches his hand shivering and breaking in a cold sweat. All the while is trying to reach for the kid in front of him. “If everything is not going in your way, just use the death card on him. Use his past and open the wound that no one in this world and book could endure.” “I see.” The words and the sinister smile that Winona remembers and immediately in that time. HIS dreaded tone and the fact that HE is sometimes that cruel one of all. Playing with the emotions that the weak side of His creation. But HE doesn’t care, for what HE wanted is to have HIS plan moving in a smooth and perfect manner. “Pain, regret, desire and your trauma. How far can you go and endure when your wound is being rip an
CHAPTER CDXXVI (THE GIRL HE CALLS) “YOU’RE just a girl, a princess, and my brother’s daughter. I as your uncle will have to protect you no matter what. So, from now on I will be your knight and guardian.” Those are the words that are torturing him and now making him down on his knees and struggle to keep himself up. The kind of torment that he both deserves and does not. A contradicting reality and a debate that Winona doesn’t want to do and see him suffer like this. Yet, she doesn’t have any choice but to do exactly what she is commanded to do. Failure is not an option, especially since perfect destruction is what is at stake. “Do not struggle anymore JK. For you are the one that will be suffering to the end. Suffering that could be painful like this time, or even worst than you could think of and never dream of.” The warning and her final pity towards him. Things that are pricking her with the pain of seeing JK suffers. Yet, she also knows that he deserves this torment. A torm
(REALITY’S GAME) “I SHALL HEED UNTO IT AS I SHALL SEE IT ALL TO MYSELF. I’LL GO TO KILL YOU, DANIELA.” “The next on my list.” Words and enough for JK to be shaken out of his little misery and the darkness that he is dwelling in and worst than ever before. The green light that Winona is been waiting to see from him, and the queue for her to pull him back to the present and his current reality. “Damn, damn, damn!” The frustration that’s streaming down and fasts out of him. His anger from being the fool and the little toy that he’s been to all this time. All right after Winona drags him back to the present, and now boiling with wrath that unfortunately right now he could not do anything about but a curse. “B***S***! Freaking b***s***!” He continues to scream and curse. For all long, he’s been the foolish one in the game where everything was all just a lie. “Now, have you realized everything?” Winona then asks, a bit shaking him to the other reality that he needed to face and f