CHAPTER 2: BLADE

CHAPTER TYPE: SYMPTOM

"...what should I introduce myself as? I feel like I was supposed to have a real name, and maybe I had one at some point, but now there's nothing there. Nothing but the dull ache in my heart, soul, arms. My skin is mutilated, my tears forever stained my face; face set in a smile. Even though there's nothing to be smiling about. ....other than the Gift the Friend gave me so generously. The Gift I always keep with me, around my neck as the most beautiful piece of jewelry I've ever owned. It is so shiny, so sharp, with the metallic taste of blood lingering on it. The Friend is so kind for giving me such a perfect Gift... I will never be able to repay it for her. One more reason to pick up the Blade."