I have met plenty of people. But almost all of them have the same story to tell. Stories of Friendship and Love, of Hatred and Betrayal...Tears and Death. But not all their tales have been passed around true. Others have added their own share to it. This one, I can tell you, came from the man's very lips. His confessions.
 
  Emerald's hair went wild against the wind, her dark eyes staring into nothingness. Her fiancee, Jack, at last arriving, found her there, lying in a field of flowers the color of blood. "Emerald!" running towards his beloved, the young man failed to notice the rain starting to slowly get stronger and stronger by the moment. "Emerald," Jack said again, now no longer joy and excitement filling his tone, but fear, fear that his thoughts were true. "You came at last," came Emerald's feeble voice, "I'm sorry. I guess you were right, I should have stayed away. Still...I regret nothing." those were the last of her words. She died. "My love," Jack whispered, "We shall pay your murderer a visit."
  Darkness enveloped the land, silence singing its hymn. A regular rythm in a town whose name I shall not mention. That night, a young man going by the name of Rei, sits on a chair by the door of his house, as though expecting somebody. His expectations were not failed.The door suddenly burst open. Another man appeared by the door. It was Jack, his eyes filled with madness, hysterical laughter escaping his mouth. Rei stood up, knowing this would happen. He quickly grabbed a gun that he had readied earlier. "Rei..." Jack muttered, more laughter than words were heard from him. "It was you, wasn't it?" "Yes, yes it was me. I did murder Emerald. But don't worry, she shan't be lonely, I have murdered a series of others before her." Now it seemed as if both men had been possessed by the devil, their crazy conversation sounding normal to themselves. "I thought you were a person who knew what people such as I felt like. I, an outlaw, exiled, have committed no such crime as you have done." Rei grinned, "Call me what you wish. Nobody would listen to you, criminal!" he aimed for Jack's head, but his opponent, proving to have a trick under his sleeve as well. Taking out his gun, Jack shot, but he didn't miss. It got Rei's chest. Bleeding and staggering, Rei fell back on his seat earlier.
  "Tell me," Jack said quietly, planning another attack, the gun, now aimed at his opponent's head, with his finger on the trigger. "Why didn't you tell me you loved my fiancee?" "I didn't." The sound of a bullet echoed throughout the whole house.
   The next day, both men had disappeared, not by magic. Rei was found dead, and Jack behind bars. I tell you what he told me because I wish his crimes be understood. This story, is everything he told me.