this_is_me

A man falling in the dark . . . the fall is all there is as far as his lonesome memory goes back . . . until . . .

A mysterious masked couple in search of a duel that quenches their thirst for battle, but is that all there is to them? 

The construction of weapons that are the first of their kind in this existence since an eternity, who made them? And what purpose do they serve?

The Peak, The Mother of Mercy, The Lord of Triumph, how will they handle the beginning of the end of eternity?

Even till the last breath of Time, the madness continues. Perhaps even more than we all think, as the ancient one approaches to awaken.


(editors Note: my editor told me to recommend this to the reader as she is invested in whatever I write. she tells me to tell you to read A Author as it comes out along with this book)

Falling And Rope

The female pilot fidgets as she sits on the edge of the plane.

"You seem to be a little restless today, what is it?" asks the woman, noticing the female pilot acting a bit out of the ordinary.

"Oh! Sorry if it's troubling you at all. It's just that I remembered something when we had the conversation yesterday. Nothing happened, don't worry," says the female pilot, smiling at her.

"I see. Mind if I ask what it is?"

"Um . . . it's just that I remembered that I was supposed to receive a small letter from my mother,"

"A letter? There are advanced devices, who uses letters to communicate . . . ?" starts the woman but instantly remembers the male pilot from before.

"Never mind, ignore what I said. Why don't you go and grab it then?" she asks, looking at the female pilot.

The female pilot hesitates, "Well, I kind of didn't know how to tell you. Is it fine? I'll be gone for a short while only," she says.

"Yes, of course! You should go! I wouldn't want to be the reason it gets delayed. And also, when you're at ease, I'm even more at ease."

"Thanks a lot! I'll be right back!" smiles the female pilot, flashing like a bolt right after.

". . . What a weird pilot," says the woman, smiling.

The female pilot is standing on top of her plane and opens the glass enclosure. The plane has only two seats, unlike the other plane.

She scans her hand over a sensor in the front seat and reaches into the box to grab the received letter.

The letter says "Sender: The Third". She looks at a picture of her mother and herself in their pilot outfits standing together, happy and smiling at the camera.

She smiles at it . . . and then opens the letter.

Chapter 6.2: Five, two