Death. Life. Freedom. Regret.Dripping sounds of the moisture coming from the stalactites. My muscles are starting to cramp from maintaining my instructed position for so long. I don't know how long I'm going to be here. My mind still displays its rampancy even after Master long closed the exit of the cave. I'm left alone; almost. The only thing accompanying me is the lit candle my Master ignited moments before his departure...and it's getting dimmer every few minutes. My breaths is becoming shallow. 'I must get out of here!' My mind is getting stir-crazy now. 'I must stay!'
'I can hardly breathe!'
'I cannot die! I made a vow!'
'....You are serious, are you?'
A voice I can't recognize! I want to turn, but I cannot move from my position. "Are you really going to die here?" This voice. It's becoming much clearer now. "There is a way out of all this. Just push the boulder to the left and it will open." It tells me. My mind settles down after hearing those words but, I shall not move! Even if there is a way out, I must
Learn. Grow. Resolution.The wind blows through me. Trees rustling from the wind. In the distance, I see a Shinto shrine like temple. My fist clenches tightly from the memories of my defeat earlier from the girl. "Learn again. This time from great masters because whoever taught you sucks." Those words ring inside my mind. Did my master taught me faulty techniques that yield no benefit or did he set me up. I am in inquiry and there is only one person to fulfill my wondering curiosity. I urgently walk to the temple and arrive at the dual doors. They're unlocked. I forcefully open them and there before me is a man. A familiar old man. Muscular, gray hair pushed to the back of the scalp from his half-balding head, wearing a dark blue bandana on his left arm with some unreadable characters. He is praying. Praying while wielding prayer beads wrapped around his hands. "Master!" Anger and confusion instills my voice.
He turns his head. His eyes emits a fierce blue light. He blinks once and it was gone. In its place wa
Shattered Soul in SolaceTears. Tears of fear. Fear of losing. Fear of letting myself fail. I cried from my soul. I cried. I bang the floor with my fists with all my might. My mind echoes the same message: "WHY DID I LOSE!?" Everything I have trained for, my mind, body, soul, commitment. All for this moment. Only to lose to your opponent while it took them minimum effort to beat me. I punched the floor thrice. Blood. Blood from my mistakes. From me being confident. I lost it when she punched me. I thought I was invincible. I thought I was strong. I was wrong.
Alas, my mind, my ego, my goal of being the best there is disappeared. Nothing rang in my mind. Rage, hatred, bravery...nothing. I was in a state of nothingness. Yet, I smiled. Freedom. That word suddenly appeared within my thoughts. In that instant, I knew what it means. I was free from the delusions of my so called "invincibility" and my goal of becoming the "best there is."
There are no such things....they were never real to begin with.
As I smiled wit