Keep Fighting

𓊈卍 𝟒𝟗 卍𓊉

I'm so fed up with fighting.

All it's ever given me was more pain.

More loss.

More grief.

More regret.

Never ending suffering.

How the hell... Am I still alive?

There are so many obstacles in my way.

So many enemies trying to kill me.

It always ends up with someone dying.

Enemies, innocents, pieces of myself.

Even if I did win, I never felt like a victor.

It was the same thing over and over again.

Nothing was special.

Fight, kill, repeat.

It was all just routine.

A means to survive in this cruel world.

Is it even worth it if I keep fighting losing battles?

At this point, I've forgotten what I'm fighting for.

I've forgotten everything, except the torture and misery I endured.

I'm so... Helpless.

Weak.

...

Tired.

This is unfair.

I never asked for this.

I never asked to be born.

I was never meant to be brought into this world.

So why am I here?

How am I so much luckier than others to still be alive, yet so unfortunate that my life is just straight up hell on earth?

I don't understand.

I'm always left in the dark.

Vincent... What did you see in me?

I kept so many secrets from you.

I should've said something... Before I got you killed.

I was just so scared, terrified of father.

I'm still scared... Of myself.

I should be dead right now, but you saved me.

And in my stead, your life was taken.

That sacrifice you made was for nothing...

Now I'm living the life you tried to save me from.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Nakano groggily opens her heavy eyelids, only to be met with an unsurprising scene. No light. Darkness. Nothingness.

She's sore, and her head feels like it's going to explode. Other than that, she doesn't feel anything excruciating. No critical injuries. Likely just bruises from the chains. She just lies there, not really caring to move.

She's conscious for what feels like hours, when only a few minutes tick by. For a moment, she's snapped out of her uncaring daze when she hears footsteps outside the metal door. It screeches open, and once again, the first thing she sees are heels.