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12 years ago remained a nightmare for me. Years past but that horrible nightmare haunted me so vividly when a bullet was shot through the head of my friend. He fell down heavily right in front of me. Feeling confused, afraid, and whatsoever it was named was mixed up in my head. I did not know what I was supposed to do at that time, but crying. 

Now 12 years has passed but anytime that moment shadows me, the exactly same feeling will wash over me. It feel as if I don't do not anything good to make a change although it happens over and over again right in front of me. 
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I walked along the path heading to the end, cold and dark with no lights. The wooden walls built around the place prevented the lights from outside to penetrate in. When I arrived there, I put a bouquet of white lily on a white marble written ‘Zie’.

“I am home,” I whispered.

I sat beside the tomb, taking out some cookies and two boxes of our favorite milk. “How are you doing there? Are you okay? Do you eat well?” I rubbed the tomb gently. “Wait for me,” I whispered.  
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Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

"Zarina made a pact with what or who, I don't know for sure. She will live one life in the expense of another life with some conditions to fulfill by the one who requests it, one of which is to hand in the fire lily flower," I felt I was really cheated now, and I promised I would kill him if he dared to do again to me, twice.

"Then, what is the difference with you?" I asked curiously, You did the same thing, you should be aware of that. You break the laws, you will also affect the balance!" I said angrily.

"Listen to my explanation first, okay?' I nodded in reply. "I just transferred without using other people's lives as victims. The bodies of the dead are unusable, so I need another place to transfer the spirits—".

"Into the marionette?!" I cut in, "You told Mickey to do it, didn't you"

He looked confused, while I was getting sick of waiting for him to explain to me, "How do I explain it to you?" He said in confusion, looking into me deeply.

76. Zie