So this what our reality is.
Nothing but a game.
I'm everywhere yet nowhere.
Just not this reality.
Not her's.
Not his.
No-one's!
Who am I?
All I seem is just a Corviknight.
But I'm just as ready.
Ready to fight.
This just ain't right.
This reality?
What is it really?
A game?
Is fame worth it?
Do you know what you are?
Do you know what I am?
Now is the time.
I'll watch dance like man in fire Or lime.
I'll watch you meet your Demise.
Look into my ice cold blue-grey eyes.
There is no fear.
Behind every invisible tear.
Every day.
Every hour.
Every minute.
Every second.
It's all bittersweet.
All the hellfire flowing in my bloodstream....
What have I done?
What haven't I done?
Life is a game.
A game with no savefile.
Nor checkpoints.
I'm am nowhere but Everywhere.
Just not in this reality.
Who's reality am I in?
A reality beyond time.
Beyond space and gravity.
A reality of negative time.
Of negative space and of
Negative gravity.
Ice cold.
Frozen to the bone.
No warmth in the Kuudere Heart.
What's a poem with no Meaning?
When it's nothing but a life.
It's all bittersweet.
