Madness In Wonderland

Here I am, in this boundless sea of blood. No sound could be heard, save for the ones I make.

I don't know where I am, neither what am I doing here. A sword in my hand, It's all I have and all I am.

What kind of place is this, anyway? The ocean's depth seems vast, and yet, I can walk on it like it's solid.

Food, and water are nonexistent, yet strangely, I have no need for it. I've been walking for god knows how long, yet I don't feel hungry or thirsty.

I don't know where I came from, neither do I recall my name. My mind is foggy, and I can only remember tiny bits.

The color red is getting boring, I want to leave this place.

It's boring.

It's very boring.