Shadow

I licked off the fresh blood that covered my blade and smiled. Those low and foul creatures thought that they could stand a chance against me? No. Instead, their very lives were splashed on my hands and taken away from them, the very thought gave me...joy. For years, I had the feeling of loathing against humans for so long that I became numb to it and it drove me mad. How could they boast about how "happy" life is when others are suffering? How could they smile, when others are shedding tears for the pain that they feel? None of it had any logic that I could understand. I stood up and looked at the corpse that now stunk with freshly shed blood, and slid my Katana back into the holster.

My eyes wandered around the foggy and still park of Emerald City, as did my mind. Just a few hours ago, it was full of life and the "pursuit of happiness", I think that they called it. I began to walk towards the old and abandoned theme park, the eeriness was somewhat soothing to me compared to the screams that filled the air. Everyone, screaming, running, hoping that they could escape this disaster. Nobody succeeded. In fact, I felt like I was the only one left in this, now deserted, city.

Left to fight whatever the hell was out there...