Lucky's Writing

Shadows of Sin "They walk as phantoms cloaked in night, Preying on innocence, stealing light. A beast in disguise, their hearts of coal, Ripping apart what once was whole. They’re the storm that shatters the calm, The snake that coils in a trusting palm. Feasting on fears, their hunger vile, They grin with malice, a twisted smile. Their hands are chains, their words are knives, They carve their mark into fragile lives. Like locusts swarming a blooming field, Devouring trust, leaving scars unsealed. They’re wolves pretending to shepherd the sheep, Invading dreams where the fragile sleep. Their whispers are poison, their touch a flame, Scorching souls, leaving nothing but shame. But the night cannot consume the sun, For justice rises, its battle begun. Their shadows will flee, their masks will fall, Truth will thunder, silencing all. For every tear they forced to flow, A river of rage will begin to grow. The scars they left, the pain they spread, Will fuel the fire that ...

Asphodel: The Flower Of Dead "One day I was in the garden of Asphodel  Looking at the dead flower made my heart snuggle When a stir of sorrow rose and dragged me to the depth It didn't last so long because you and I met That day I finally got something valuable  Your thoughts are touching and admirable Since you know how to live your life  Your consciousness is as sharp as knife  I plucked the flower and smelled the fragrance Remembered my past and planned for vengeance I thought my life would have a deadly end  But I got someone who's my dearest friend My every sorrow and my every hate Has been killed by your blazing graze Stay with me to the rest of my life Without you I can not even fight I think we were destined to meet one day You're the person who'll show me the right way To think, to act, to react and even give me advice Because of you my happines went twice There's something in my heart, I can't express My life has made me so much depres...

Drifting Through November "Once painted in crimson and gold, An autumn leaf clung, defiant and bold. It danced with the whispers of the cooling breeze, Fragile, yet yearning, against the freeze. Your smile was my sun, warming my core, Your voice, like autumn rain, I’d always adore. But seasons shift, as they always do, And the leaf, like my heart, faded its hue. I held on tight as the winds turned cruel, Clinging to love—a desperate fool. But leaves are meant to fall, I suppose, And you let go, like the last wilted rose. Now I drift through November’s lonely air, A leaf abandoned, weathered and bare. Still, I ache for the branch I called home, Though to you, I was just a breeze passing by alone." - Lucky

A Paper Swan In The Wild "In the quiet corners of a fleeting dream, A whisper lingers in the folds of time unseen. A paper swan, delicate and light, Carried by winds of hope, in silent flight. Through corridors where shadows dance, It drifts, unseen, across the chance. A glimpse, a glance, but words unsaid, A heart that beats where silence bled. Years passed like waves on distant shores, The ocean murmured of forgotten doors. Yet still, the swan in twilight flew, Chasing skies it never knew. A gentle hand reached for the breeze, But fate, it seemed, had frozen seas. And though the swan may never land, Its wings were folded by a tender hand. In quiet places, it still might soar, A memory etched forevermore. For love, though silent, never dies— It lives in echoes, beneath the skies." -Lucky

A Paper Swan In The Wild Description  A Paper Swan in the Wind follows Lucky, a boy who silently admires his classmate N from a distance throughout their school years. Despite his strong feelings for her, he struggles with shyness and fear of rejection. When a paper airplane, crafted by N, lands near him in the playground, Lucky has a chance to connect but hesitates. As time passes, he keeps the airplane as a cherished memory of his unexpressed love. Ultimately, Lucky learns to embrace his feelings and finds beauty in loving N from afar, realizing that his emotions have shaped his journey, even if they remain unspoken. And The Story Begins...... The soft hum of the evening settled over the empty playground as the sky faded into hues of orange and purple. Lucky sat quietly on a worn wooden bench, his fingers tracing the creases of a small paper airplane he had kept for years. Its edges were frayed now, but to him, it was a treasure—an artifact of a love that never blosso...

Act 1: The Retry Of The Hero Chapter 1: I don't want this! "Stop this, Drake!" I cried, standing defiantly before him. "Destroying this world is not the only option!" "Give me one perfect reason for not destroying this world," he demanded, his voice cold and menacing. I looked around the battlefield. People had gathered to witness the clash, their faces filled with hope and desperation. They believed in me, cheering me on. "You can do it, Hero!" they shouted in unison. "You have to kill that demon! You can do it!" Their voices bolstered my resolve, filling me with the strength and hope I needed to face Drake. Despite his overwhelming power, I had something he didn’t—the support of my people. "Listen up, Drake!" I yelled, my voice echoing across the battlefield. "You may be stronger than me, but you're alone. Look around you; these people have come to support me." "Support you?" he scoffed, his eyes ...