I am The Weapon, All The Stuff Surround Me are The Bullets

I am the weapon, all the stuff surround me are the bullets.

How could i say that? Of course i could! An environment demanded me to stay strong whatever goin’ on me. First, i was paralyzed, drowned, i lost myself-shouted out loud. I never forget how good they were treat me, i just realized that i was blinded.

Patiently they open my eyes, i see this world quite clear. I see an awful world-not a beautiful one. They say : this is not a new sh*t for us, but yes for you. This is the world you step on it, everyone can easily kill you everytime without any warning. We’re in charge to train you to survive it all. We’re not using any guns, rifle, shotgun, bazooka, rockets, or something like that. Simple and basic technique, that’s the deadliest way. It’s fine you run this sh*t life with your silly way, but please ready-steady-go everytime, everywhere.

I do believe, you, me or others are the weapons. Desperately, not all the weapons and not all the bullets will fit in each other yet they aren’t understands about the gun powder. We’ll change you-you’re a weapon consists of one bullet channel which fit any kind of bullets also you can make your own bullet. This world-take as your storage room-where you can find everything you need-compose it and use it. Just chill out and enjoy the show. Ignore all the pain.

The thing i couldn’t believe untill today is : the way we synchronize, i understand them easily, yet they understand me easily too. In one split second, i’d learn plenty number of knowledge. I understand, needs no sharp-shiny knife to stab, but a rusty-old bayonet can do it efficiently.

I am totally impressed by it-untill today. Things change rapidly, they teach me lots of things, minimalize the fear, and take everything with an evil’s smile. Shouting out loud, speaking whether your throat is sore. Run, kick, jump when your legs broken. Punch, slap whether your arms broken. Think rapidly whether your blood can’t reach your neuro system. Do an action whether you lose many blood and your soul on the edge. Increasing reflects, unpredictable rapid movement-only God can track it-none of human can track it with the latest technologies. Enjoy the blood spreading from your wounds combine with sweat without a hurtful sense.

Seems like i was decadenced. Yeah, i confessed it, but when it finish-i am awake and find me already reach the top of the line. Shut my mouth perfectly, standing tall staring myself..but my mouth suddenly open and say silently : i am the weapon, i equip myself with gun and sabre, good news is this world is my storage room, and everything spread over here-surround you are your bullet. Enjoy.

Thank you guys for all the knowledge! I'm sorry if i can't afford all of them. Okay..The journey is just begin this second.