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Hope - Light

She sat alone. The world around her was pitch black. She could see nothing. Her own heart was shrouded in the darkness that surrounds her. She couldn't, or rather, didn't move. It was as if she was paralysed. Her mind urged her to fight, to defend herself from the darkness. She couldn't. She just couldn't. Her willpower slowly faded away from her. Despair came.

The young girl sat alone in the absolute silence. It was as if she was in an empty void, a vacuum in space. The cool air touched her soft skin lightly. Her skin roughened and flaked. The darkness was consuming her, both from the outside and from the inside. She felt lonely. There was only one other time she have had this feeling. The splashing of water replayed vividly in her head. The Dark Ocean.

"Argh!" her shrill cry pierced the silent atmosphere.

…

Silence filled the air once again. Her small shape in the darkness has changed. Her hands were now clutched onto her soft brown hair. As her voice halted, her hands slid down from her shoulder-length hair back to her sides once again. Her body was once again still with the exception of small rises and falls of her chest. The darkness crept up to her again. It was morphing her memories, her feelings and her thoughts. Her thoughts and happy memories were no longer playing in her mind. Sad memories and an urge to cry out filled her.

She was no longer her usual self. The darkness impacted her so much that the cheerful smile of hers vanished and is replaced by a devilish smile. I can't believe I've never realised that earlier. I was such a fool. This is where I belong… Her thinking was no longer straight. Her eyes glowed a dark purple instead of its usual chocolate brown.

"…" she could hear voices. Small voices that are so insignificant that it could not be heard clearly even with absolute silence around her. Idiot… Trying to reach me… she scowled at the attempts by the voices to coo her out of the darkness. Why did they even try? Idiot…

"…" the voices became increasingly louder. The voices were becoming stronger. Her emotions, stimulated by the voices, began to push back the darkness. Why… I like it here… Why… Why am I fighting it? Her mind and will pushed her to ignore the voices and embrace the cool, calm darkness. Why must they force me to leave? Aren't they… friends? Her notion of friends scared away the darkness momentarily. So they aren't my friends. She welcomed the darkness.

In the next few hours, the voices kept calling her and they didn't seem to subside. By now, her skin is already darkened and the change for her, physically and mentally, is almost irreversible. Yes I should. She was conversing with herself. I should eliminate them once I finished the baptism. Stupid voices…

Her mind was becoming darker as time ticked slowly. The voices were becoming stronger as time ticked slowly. The more she embrace the dark, the greater the force that held her back. By this time, memories of her past have already slipped away from her. She remembered little of her life.

"H…" the voice jolted her out of her trance. The voice somehow seemed familiar to her, as if the voice was once an important part of her life. She began to shiver as her mind fell out of her will and began to fight the darkness again. Her feelings fluctuated violently from anger to sad to happiness to fear. Her myriad of emotions kept alternating from one to the other as her mind fought violently. If her mind was the world, the fight would be a war of the worlds.

Her hand slid to cover her ears but the voices kept calling her, as if they were from her own heart. The voices grew, as her pain became greater by the second. The pain, mentally and physically, she felt in the last few moments was worse than what she had felt in her past adventures. The shrill cries in her head were forcing her fight to be more and more violent. She began to throw her body around, as if trying to fight an invisible force around her.

In the far, a tiny spot of bright golden-yellow light can be seen. It grew as her pain did. The darkness held on relentlessly to her. She screamed in pain as the process continues. The cries seem to travel infinitely far through the absolutely silent void. The spot grew faster as she cried. The darkness in the void couldn't contain the golden glow. "Light." a voice sounded.

The golden glow spread out. As it touched the girl, she released a soft pink glow herself. The glow from deep within her. Her head jerked back suddenly as the pain begun to seep out of her. Her dark purple eyes lowered in intensity as a tint of brown can be observed. The golden glow relentlessly beat away the darkness around her and in the void. The light seems to be a catalyst, breaking down the darkness it touches. It grew and grew.

The girl slowly dropped her hands to the side and began to observe her surroundings. What… I… Memories flooded into her mind. Lost ones and recent ones. As her memories return, the pink glow within her shone. It shone brightly but gently. Her radiance tackled the darkness around her as it withdrew from her. An aura of mixed pink and gold glow surround her, preventing the darkness from consuming her again.

Her eye colour faded back to its original chocolate brown. Her devilish smile vanished into a soft, sweet smile that would melt the heart of any boys. Her skin coloured lightened to its original light tan and all that the dark void had done to her, had been reversed by the golden touch. Thank you… Thank you for freeing me…

That feeling of light… surrounded by darkness…

Hope…

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