Mystic: Chapter 4CHAPTER 4
If everything true is fake, what is truly real? The thought crossed my mind. Shaking it away, I go back to training my fire magic. Being most skilled with fire, I exercise it as much as I can. I actually enjoy it; I have nothing else to do. Being Kanji, 'The bloodsucking freak,' I don't get out much, unless I'm in the disguise I call myself 'Phantom' in.
The hot red flashes crackled and licked closer and closer toward me, as if they were laughing at me. Mentality, captivity, psychopathic The only words to describe what I felt. As claustrophobia grew stronger and stronger, I let out a soft giggle. To extinguish the fiery prison, I let out a blast of water from my fingertips. The flames let out a roar, and faded from sight. Slowly, sanity caught up to me. "Glad that's over.." I mutter softly. Heading back inside, The first sight I saw was Kodoku curled up to Kaori, and Kaori stroking her head. Now that the Mortals knew where I lived, I had to run. Get out of this place as