It was a dark gloomy day, the heavens rained. in a quite city center, Melloe kneeled there, silent. In his arms, the fragile body of a young boy whom Melloe cared for as a brother...lifeless. Both covered in blood. There were tears, screaming...but had it stopped. The night grew darker and a little smile grew on Melloes face...ever so small...slowly growing, his eyes full of despair.

"why?" he asked

Death stood in front of him

"You seem to... lock up this rage in side of you.. in side some cage. I just wanted to see it." he spoke

Melloes smile grew even bigger, perhaps from finding a reason to finally let it all go.

"If you want to see this rage, then lets open the door..."