[ WP ] `` Look , I just need to borrow your body for a month ... or two ... ''

I couldn ’ t afford to die like this. I had to finish my burden on the cost of anything. Only if I could borrow a body for a month… or two… Maybe, I can. Yes, Phantom might know. 
 
 Everything started two years ago when my sister died in a car accident. Except, it wasn ’ t a car accident, but someone cut her brake lines. I found a month later when an old man, with a deep, craggy face, and a stern expression, approached me in a dark alley. “ Your sister was killed ” that were his first words. Phantom was his name, an honest man with extraordinary abilities, who tried to help me take revenge for my sister. And I almost did. Almost… 
 
 We were fighting together against a common enemy that ruined our lives. The final goal was to reach to a man with no name, but known as the Father. In the best scenario, I would have seen his emotionless, cold dead face lying on the ground in front of me. But, I died too early. We were getting closer and closer, we had sources of information, and a spy digging for us. Then, everything went wrong, the spy was caught and brutally murdered, we were losing positions, and the whole plan failed. In the last operation, I was killed in a perfect ambush, betrayed by my own. No, it wasn ’ t Phantom, I don ’ t know if he is even alive. 
 
 Now, I ’ m just a ghost or spirit with no senses, but only consciousness and an idea to avenge all those unrighteous deaths. The Dark society, leaded by the Father, was stealing the souls of innocent victims to prolong their own lives and gain supernatural powers. This was the cause of my sister ’ s death as well as Phantom ’ s brother death and thousands more lost souls. Someone had to put an end to all of this. Phantom and I were near the core of this wicked organisation, but we needed a little bit more time, maybe a month… or two… I hope he is alive. I have to find Phantom. I have to find a body. 
 
 *This story doesn ’ t end here. * 

