It has been a while...
A really long while...
I don't feel the cold anymore.
I don't even feel as if I am falling any longer.
I can't open my eyes; all I sense is darkness anyway.
I can't even move my body anymore.
I can't feel it; it's as if I don't have one.
My consciousness also drifts from and to unconsciousness now and again as well.
So I have concluded that I am dead.
I am finally dead.
After millennia of trying to rid myself of such a curse that others see as a blessing, I am dead.
I've been waiting for this for far too long.
Peaceful slumber without disturbances.
It's exactly what I need after the torture I went through.
I am finally free.
I let myself fall unconscious and drift off to oblivion.
... Until I wake up again.
Huh...?
What is this...?
I... I can't seem to fall asleep again...
And... I think... I'm starting to hear something...
Something... familiar...
Though I can't immediately put my finger on it, I realize it is the sound I last heard before I died.
I am falling again.
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Ahh... Does Creation hate me this much...?
Or maybe I was trying to fool myself... I never really died... did I?
Because I still remember every. Single. Thing.
I can't let go of it. Even if I wished to forget, they made me like this.
They made it so that I could never forget what they had done to me. No matter how old I grow.
It is honestly torture...
Being alive, I mean.
It's so useless to me. Nothing is worth living for because all of it will just be taken away from me no matter where I am in this universe. I will lose all that I love and care for. No matter what or who it is. They will suffer because of M3.
So I don't bother getting my hopes up anymore... It's useless, after all...
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Fallen and Lost
FantasyThis is a story based on an OC that I've created. Follow her on her journey to transitioning into a new life surrounded by people who show her what it is like to be loved. Though the past still haunts her, will everyone around her be able to help he...
