CrystalKnuckles16

The sun was giving the evening sky a brilliant orange color as it continued to move closer to the ocean's horizon. The glittering sea was dyed an orange color as well. It was a very breath taking sight for many. But over on the dock, a young girl was paying more attention to the water under her nose. Her bright pink eyes were glued to the surface of the ocean as she waited for the right moment to strike… Her orange hair gave off a golden sheen from the sun's rays, as did the golden bell around her neck, tied onto a red ribbon. A white hair band was tied upon her head, and the loose end danced in the gentle breeze. Her shirt was striped

Yotsukado. Over 500 thousand players world-wide, and counting. "Alright. Log-in info set," the boy said as his fingers glided across the keyboard. "Now to design my character's appearance…" This was the first online game I ever played. I didn't know much about online gaming when I started. Hell, I didn't even know what LOL meant yet! He smiled at the design of the male character on the screen. "Man, I could choose any design I wanted, and I chose to make him look like me… Heh, I guess the game will seem more real if he looks like me! Now to input the character's name…" All I knew was that I would have a grand adventure in t

Why…Why is it so dark…? It's too early in the day to be this dark… A shrill sound pierces the air. !? That noise… Was that… a scream…? A scream… of pain? Where… Where is Father… and where is Mother…? I…must find them… A long dark corridor that seems to lead only to shadows. Another sound was carried to her ears, from beyond the darkness at the end. She continues down the corridor. What is…happening…? Why aren't Father and Mother doing something about this…? An open door reveals the body of an innocent soul in armor, resting in his own blood. She continues. Why

She looked up at the building with her aqua blue eyes, a nervous look planted on her face. She gripped the strap of her messenger bag tightly, as if it would provide some sort of relief. She bit her lip as a chilly autumn breeze brushed up against her exposed skin. She put a hand to her silvery-white hair to keep it from dancing in her face. The breeze settled down, and she shivered a little. It's a bit colder than I thought it'd be today… the girl thought to herself, unrolling her sleeves and slipping on her black uniform jacket. There was a red shield symbol on the breast pocket of the jacket, with two golden H's overlapping each othe