There's a name... There's a face... One line of ink... No trace. Found an old notebook, bound in black, No return once you turn it back. One simple rule carved on the page, One quiet sentence to unlock the cage. At first it felt like justice served, Every monster got what they deserved. The world grew quieter overnight... But silence never feels quite right. Every heartbeat... Every choice... Every name... Becomes my voice. Write it down... watch the shadows fall. Gods are made from the smallest scrawl. Every line steals a piece of me, Power isn't freedom... it's captivity. Who's the hunter? Who's the prey? When every name can fade away. Tell me now... Who decides... When justice dies? The mirrors stopped reflecting me, Only the man I used to be. Every victory tasted cold, Every page made my soul grow old. The city praised an unseen king, Blind to what that crown would bring. The louder they called my name... The less I knew who I became. A laugh behind me. Feathers fall. An unseen watcher... Knows it all. "Humans always start the same..." "They never stop..." "...until they're chasing their own name." Write it down... the sky turns black. Every choice I can't take back. Every name becomes a chain, Every triumph breeds more pain. If I save the world this way... What remains... Of me? One page left. One empty line. One final name... ...mine.
