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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

"Yet, maybe Azalea will also have a hard time dealing with this kind of thing; the number of bodyguards with special abilities like you is so limited. Especially after Yon attacked at that time, lot of bodyguards died," He said.

"The Manjis and I are also looking into this at the moment. Nonetheless, we will still be interrogating the imprisoned spirit through Aras' as the medium. The seal made to confine the spirit makes it impossible for us to communicate with it, so I'm having a really hard time finding information from it. In the past, even if we helped him, he really didn't want to tell him who told him to." I told him.

We were just silent after that. This wasn't the end, apparently. The problem was just the beginning of it all. We had the same thought that there could be other wandering spirits. They were so bloodthirsty, lured by that creature's words because they wanted so much to live.

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