Zen sat in front of a grave as he started cleaning it. He scrubbed the grave carefully not leaving any speck of dust or moss on it. After finishing the cleaning he stood up inspecting if he did the job right. He sat down again as he picked up a bouquet consisting of all types of roses one could dream of, his sister loved roses in general, she loved their arrangement of petals but what she loved the most about them was that this particular flower came in several colours, one of its colour depicted love while one depicted death.... this fascinated her.
" I'm sorry I didn't come to visit you, it's just that so many things have happened. I fought a God you know (*chuckles*) well not exactly Him but his army Awesome right(*chuckles*) . There's this girl who fought God and defeated Him... she's
