"Why did you take me in all those years ago Etmyo?"

Etymo, my teacher and surrogate father paused for a moment before stating simply, "You should no that, its because you asked for my help."

Thats the only reason, not because I was special, not because I had talent, not because of Etymo's kind heart, I only survived because of a single word I said that day 10 years ago.

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Red

All I could see was red, whether it be the blood of my fallen family or the fire growing around me. Nothing could survive this catastrophe, it was clear that soon everyone and everything I knew would be gone, but inside this huricaine of red, there was a white figure siting, observing, the only thing I could think to do was say trapped under the rubble of a fallen skyscraper,

"H-help me"

As the world changed from red to black, I saw the white haired man close his book and walk towards me feeling neither sadness nor joy at the scene around me.