Akeidan loved to watch the sunrises and fall, but with every passing day it became less and less of a emotional relief for him. Everyday he would sit upon a hill top, and stare out at the vacant sky imagining the world embracing in some sort on of Neo- romantically way. He came to that hill for clarity. He had always been the strongest but in this world, he was weak.  He smiled and chuckled, he patted his sword. He might be weak, but his draws was the faster than a blink of an eye or a stri