Opening Part of the Story
Fade - To become dim. To lose freshness, vigor, strength and health. To disappear or to die gradually.
He lay there staring at the blue sky, emotionaless.The clouds above were stalking him. A sharp grin wiped across his face. He sat up and looked across the society beneath him."Humans", he said confidently."I like them. Their way of life interests me. They live without a care in the world. Blind, to what goes on beyond their understanding. I wish I could be them. But unfortunately my life must be torn between fear and violence, knowing what has become of the world.But they will all die someday, and I will live on. It's petiful, watching the weak die". Masashi stood up and the smile withered. The man who stood there had shady brown hair, blue eyes. He wore black jeans, a grey jumper with a zip collar and whith shoes.
"I haven't heard anyone speak like that before. It's weird coming from someone like you". A shadowy figure stepped from in the darkness. Masashi tilted his head back and glanced at her."What are you doing up here?", he said confusingly."Do I need a reason?", the woman said,"I heard you were up here and I am interested in what you have to say". Masashi turned his head back and walked towards the edge of the building." You don't seem hesitant to approach me like this". The woman gave him an awkward stare. She took a deep breath and said," I wont tell you who, but I here you are the right person to find out about, well, this world. Nothing you are about to say to me is going to shake me from my stance. First, tell me, what your name is". Masashi gave a large smile." An interview, hmmmmm. My name is Masashi Akamatsu". He seemed troubled by her strong will." But that doesn't matter to me. That name does not have meaning anymore. Call me what you like, but here I do not have an identity. I am no one, and I don't want to be anyone." The man's hand clenched tightly and turned to her.
"I don' t want to waste my time with this. Lets just get to the fun part. You like stories? Everyone loves stories." The woman was a bit unentusiastic at first."S, sure. Do what you will" Masashi then sat down at the edge. "The story I am about to tell you is happening as we speak. In fact.." he said more confidently," you could say it's happening around us". "This is the perfect example of human instinct.What happens, is up to them. I only set the scene."