..maybe.....?

Cale, the hero who shall not be seen again was laying lifelessly at the cold floor of the boring room.

He had been stuck there for 7 seven years, all because of his once-family protection, maybe it was because he had been stuck here for too long but this time he heard a different voice, a sinister one who he called a bastard.

And now, he's back to day one, the day his private hell started, the day he got stuck in here.

he won't need love, not again, he has let that thought go years ago, he just wants to survive and runaway, who needs a slacker life!?

[ somewhat songfic? ]