nothing left undone.

A mirage of names shadows the monstrosity of man. One can but be attached to his identity or so the lack of it. As the story unfolds it seems as if it is all connected, like a riddle on a Friday afternoon waiting to be detached. a jigsaw of words waiting to be finished. a puzzle of life. there could still be something left unsaid, something so deep that would rattle the monster's den, something so hideous it would scare the little runt off its path. the so-called loneliness.

I'm afraid I can no longer be of help. I see that my time has come to end this absolute dynasty of man, this absolute evil. 

Was Yohan ever certain of what he saw? was he ever enchanted by his memories of life and death?

can anyone rise sane after such reality, the answer I am looking for lies not in the hands of the perpetrator nor the victim. it lies beyond what is good or bad, beyond what is true or false, beyond the reality of the shadow and the truth of the mirage of dead bodies piled up waiting to be unleashed. the monster within lies upon the heaven's doorway waiting for the sinner to repent, the doctor to help and the man to react. there is conflict in the last episode of Monter, a conflict I dare not portray. souls lay unleashed upon the dreary nights and so a man is born. a human? I dare not say!

one can never see such monstrosity without cause as everything that so is alive is but a recurrent thought of what was. is or will be. there is a connection beneath the surface, a trail left tucked upon the shadow of the man I spoke of. Is Yohan that man? I dare not say!

I see that tomorrow is afoot, the beginning of a new day holds some triviality of the mundane, yet can it not be something to hope for, something I shall call mine, something I shall see happen or so I am left untouched by the hands of fate, so I must be aware. I must be awake. I must unleash the monster within. I write because im silenced by my thoughts unraveling what lies inside. a concussion of emotions raw and ready to be depicted. will I uncover the truth, that i dare not say!

after so many days the finale had come apart and the story shook me. Will I ever see the day rise again? 

after so many days 

the continuation holds a mystery to unravel, a secret to be told, that of which I no longer intend TO SEE!