There once was a boy of fate untold,
With the heavens watching his tale unfold.
Through storms and fires he shall fight,
To live, to see another night.
Chaotic inside he may be,
But cold and quiet as the eye can see.
He drowns his enemies in rivers of blood,
Flowing and flowing until it becomes a flood.
He lives for revenge, kills for vengeance,
All so that one day, he may reach transcendence.
Dark yet strong, hollow yet bold,
That is the power this boy holds.
Stars and shadows may block his path,
But they cannot withstand his vengeful wrath.
He lives by the shadows yet protects the light,
Forever remembered, his name: Xuan Kai.
*****
"Master. Master!"
Slowly, I blinked my eyes open, still feeling groggy and drowsy.
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