The Skeleton Of Memories

He's a baby born in the winter. Naked. His room is a vague desert like Antarctica with no sky, no windows, no doors, but only a black horse called 'Time'. He learns to love sincerely with all his heart because he understands the pain of winter, the infinite of time and the loneliness of this world. And at his age now, he knows there's no such thing in life as amulet to protect him. Or God. Fate wrote him a precious love poem and put him under a spell. The love poem come undone over time in God's hand and the spell became a curse that held him under.

He lays lifelessly on the ground every day and night starring at the ceiling by himself, inventing a brighter future and dreaming of a future love, but his bad romance in the dark and through the fog, it cried and begged him. "Don't go! Please stay here with me! Please don't leave me alone!". Nobody's there at all as the voices are in his head only. Mouthful of thick weeds, he struggles to finally speak again. "My love, you'll never be alone for i've always been here and i've never left you for a moment. For i'm the lie living for you so you can hide. Don't cry." he slurred. The fighting stars finally fought out of the galaxy from his eyes and he leaped into the flames again. He burns like the sun. The wind tried to warn him, but he ignores it. He cut the angel's helping arms and built a mental barrier around him.

He knows it well that deep down inside him, it's beyond Pluto, it's beyond hopeless, it's beyond his control. Everyday, he would wake him up at the timing that he should get up for work, shower together with him, pulls out the chair from the dinning table for him to sit and he would sit before him, holding his hand and looking into his hollow eyes that have no soul inside before he starts cooking his favorite dishes. A few dishes of food and their cutlery on the table before them, both sit quietly next to each other. He picked up his cutlery and starts eating, but the other he wasn't eating, he just sits there and stares at the dishes of food and cutlery. He picked up his cutlery and starts feeding him instead, but he just refuses to eat. A heartful of frustration and love, he cried out "Why won't you just eat?". No reply. The silence is so hollow that it rings so loud in the ears. It's like a dagger stirring in his heart. He slams his fist on the table and sweep everything off the table. He's crushed, but he apologised. At night, he would tuck him to bed in his arms and stroking his body gently. "Do you still love me? Why won't you talk to me anymore? Are you not interested in me anymore? Am i good enough for you? Do you already have someone else you love more than me?". No reply again. Just the moon and stars hanging so low from the ceiling and his back against him. He fell asleep dormant deep inside of him like every night. The truth is his lover had passed away one year ago and he's still holding onto the skeleton of memories everyday. When his life could no longer bear the truth, it spat on him. He dreamt better once upon a time. "My angels are down on their knees and how do you do? I love you like a lunatic, but that you already know it very well and i feel like hell. I wish i could believe you that i could be the one. I dreamt of being the wave that serve you well to keep your heart and your shadow next to mine. I wanted to believe in love that it'll finally stay and i lost the keys again and again. I know your the one that i'll always miss. I placed my soul into your hands, but you crumpled it selfishly like a sorrow since you condemned your differences. When the life is a flapping wings, you'll know where your heading is cold like death and i'll spit upon your grave on a beautiful day because you gave up again. If men are not a shifting sky, i would still have the dream for you once upon a time. Even the angels got tired of watching over you. I should know better than to touch the fire twice, but i'm thinking maybe, maybe you might too. You and me forever together nothing gets better. We're only roses waiting to be grown wild in these thorns Here are all the signs for me to exist this room. Thank you for the wonderful 3 years you gave me, but i'm never coming back again. This is our final chapter, the closure i wanted for our unfinished business and the path you've always longed to explore. Go forth, i'll give you the wings to fly. I'll be brave and live the life you never gave to conquer this world. Tomorrow, it'll be a new day in my universe, i'll not see your name written between my verses and you'll forget i was your faithful dog once upon a time." as he's walking away with every step, the skeleton keep screaming in agony. A scream that failed to summon. His soul become even heavier and wet. He got onto Time and rode towards the north endlessly in flame. Then he came across a crystal, a desert rose, offering another love poem and sparked a little hope inside his heart.

The Prologue Of Pharaoh 90

My name is Hugo. Born in December, a cursed winter child from Saturn. I've expelled my spirit's seed long time ago into the vague universe to find a promising future beyond our galaxy. Through the infinite stars and light years, my spirit's seed was drawn in by the gravitation of an evil star, Pharaoh 90, within a mysterious galaxy. Over a long period of time, i was awaken, taught, learned, forced to grew and then finally, i've surrendered my seed and bought by the king. I'm a Pharaoh 90's very personal project known as The Project Zero, a project from scratch to become the heir of his Death & Co. . I became the dark prince of Death & Co. eventually and branded with the heaviest heart by the evil star's gravitation.

On the pitch black dying star, the darkness is my light, my life, my home, it's all i've ever known. Hence, i'm a photophobic. The light is insulting to me, but the violence, blood and death easily arouse me. It's my nature in the bloodline of Pharaoh 90's. Pharaoh 90 gave me flesh, blood, bones, tears and a gifted heart in exchange of my seed. The gifted heart is made of onyx, authorized to absorb all the surrounding void, miseries, poison, darkness and sadness then forged into a double edged sword in time. Every wield comes with a grand price, your brave and faith will stripped into half and leaving you with only death awaits you in the vigil of long restless nights. When the following morning star emerged, you'll be revived again. I've die a zillion times and counting.

Through the whispering wind, there's a legend that deep within the gifted heart is burning in an eternal flame with a phoenix safeguarding a power of the gifted heart to be awaken and when the phoenix finally took flight, you'll be granted with the power to achieve the impossible.

3 years ago, i felt a summoning of my presence from somewhere far away. I dethroned myself and departed from that vertical life of serving Pharaoh 90. I became an evil rebellious fighting star and battled my way out of that galaxy. I defied Pharaoh 90 and stole his black horse called, Time. Still, i deify my dear lord, Pharaoh 90, but i felt a compelling summon so i had to venture out of that galaxy. Bearing his name, i surpassed through the infinite stars and light years with Time. Upon returning to our galaxy, my arrival was greeted and blinded by all the bright stars then i've found an atmosphere so special that it belongs to a beautiful planet, Earth. The planet itself is blessed with so much light, shade, water and sustain with precious little lives. And its inevitable warmth. It all seems so alien to me yet somehow seems so precious at the same time. I began to observe over it from a distance out of my curiosity. I've got my doubts, but eventually, i became madly in love with it and began orbiting around it together with the sun and the moon among the other stars. Everyday watching it. Every night protecting it. And in the silence of the shadow, i fought brutally for him until my flame turned blue. It means all the world to me to have him in my arms. So much sometime i think i could crush him in my embrace.

Blessed with an onyx heart, i took it for granted. I thought i would be stronger, but i was wrong. So wrong. My final breathe began eroding when we began orbiting very close to each other that our gravitation force drew a big war in between us and the nature took over us. Army of fears lurked through my passageway and invaded my heart through a hidden door. And i was assassinated. My heart was spurting out acid of light until the final drop, the phoenix cried out a beautiful song then gone mad, wither and die. I found my body among its remaining ashes. My vision slowly faded away when the light of despair had blinded me. I became crazy and drew 26 crimson valleys on my left wrist sprung and overflowed. It's the fruit for desiring the pair of pearl eyes because i thought perhaps it would be easier. My body was immobilized in the void, it felt like i've crushed into dust. My mind was completely shut down eventually.

But one night, my golden queen, Galaxia, the mother of our universe came to my dream with a baby in her arms through the window of infinite stars and light years. She put me to sleep in a crystal coffin ever melting into water all over the wooden floor of a red room. When i woke up, she brought me to his shore and showed me water. I began drinking and drinking. As i drank further away from the shore, i became drunk and sunk into the bottom of the ocean floor like a battled shipwreck. I was drowning and drowning in his arms. Then all of a sudden, i realize i'm living and swimming inside his heart. She restored the fragments of my heart together again. That familiar and strange warmth spread across my chest once again. I returned back to my region among the stars above him, ever watching over him and ever protecting him again. And the ashes on the bottom of my onyx heart, the phoenix rises again.

In flesh, blood, bones and tears, here i am, one more time. To confide all my memory here before i just......... faded away and never return again...

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