[PROLOGUE]

"We'll see you very soon, Rin."

There were a number of voices that echoed in unison.

I sighed. Why does this keep happening?

I get these very realistic thoughts imagined every day, like some non-existent movie playing in my head. I have yet to understand what they are, though I try but it's fruitless. I've got no answers so far. It's been 16 years man.

Often times, I revert into this comatose-like state, except that it really isn't a coma because I'd still be awake and am pretty aware of my surroundings. These scenes appear like videos that I can scroll down on Youtube or something - I'd pick one, and it would play the video from start to end; I can pause it any time, but I swear I have no control over what I watch. It just plays on through non-stop, and it just feels so familiar. Of course, I appear in these glimpses quite a lot. If not, I wouldn't have cared much over them. I'd have probably found inspiration to write about them rather than find myself intrigued over this desire to know and understand more about it. I find these glimpses very comforting. You know that one saying about feeling at home and all of that? Okay maybe not but it's somewhere along those lines and I get that feeling when I watch it all unfold. It's a nice feeling, you know? Perhaps, they could be memories? I don't know. I mean I SURE AS HELL DON'T REMEMBER THIS HAPPENING IN MY LIFE. Maybe past lives? Could be but I don't think so. Plus, they seem a bit too unrealistically fantasy-like to be considered as memories of the past. In fact, I look much older than that of my current reflection. Could it be visions of the future? Most probably not. They barely resemble anywhere here too. I don't know man, this is so confusing.

Odd, isn't it?

Let's call them glimpses for now. In these glimpses, I remember seeing some faces whom I've never seen before actually, but they look really familiar too. One of them was a tall boy with blue hair standing next to another boy who was taller than him, with long purple hair. They looked like my age, or slightly older. I remember once, they were both teasing me as we laughed on and on in the midst of our conversation, but it wasn't even in a language I understood. It was really weird, like some mishmash of all the languages of the world combined. I remember that we were chatting away one fine afternoon over tea and biscuits, at the least that was the scene we were placed in.

Gosh, that sounds so English of us. I can assure you that I am not English at all! My mother is German, and my father is German/Japanese.

Now back to this! Also, there was another boy who frequently interrupted my thoughts as well; a boy who kind of resembles me actually, like a male version of myself. Haha! Typical blond hair and blue eyes, except he had his hair tied up into a ponytail. What was his name… Alan? Leon? Aaron? I can't quite remember. There were others too, but they weren't as crystal clear as those guys, I guess.

Oh gosh, my thoughts are getting jumbled up again.

You know that blue haired boy I mentioned earlier? Now that I think about it, he looks a lot like someone I once knew; a person I was close to a couple of years ago before he disappeared. Actually, these voices became more frequent ever since he left. I keep on hearing someone and he interrupts my thoughts; I often hear those voices in his tone of voice, and he even uses his own diction. It's like, I could just tell that it was him, you get me? He likes to call out my name as if he's trying to get my attention, as if he's trying to strike up a conversation with me. Sometimes, when I feel alone I respond to him, that voice in my head. He sounds so much like him, so much like that friend of mine. Kaito was his name. He was a really fun guy to talk to, but the Kaito in my head? He keeps on telling me the same thing over and over again.

"I'm sorry. It had to be done, I'm sorry. You'll hear from me soon."

Sorry? For what…?

And sometimes, the purple haired boy would speak to me too. Once, I asked for his name because unlike Kaito, I didn't recognise him as anyone I knew.

"Gakupo. My name is Gakupo. Please remember me, Rin."

What does he mean by that? I've never met him before, so how could I remember him in the first place? But to be honest I've never met Kaito face to face either. Kaito and I knew each other through an online game ever since I was pulled out of the public school nearby and began home schooled. He lived on the other side of the world. We became really close, until he told me he had to leave for the hospital one day. Apparently he had cancer, so I was really worried. Then after that, he never came back. I have not heard from him since. Kaito... I just hope he's still alive. After all, we promised to take care of each other…

Or is that the reason why the Kaito in my head repeats that message? The reason why he keeps on telling me he's sorry. Maybe...

But all of this happened three years ago. I think I've gone insane really, delirious enough to actually hear these voices in my head. Are they like telepathic messages? Are they real or are they just imaginary? Are they the subconscious desires I have that led me to creating imaginary people in my mind out of loneliness? Or did I just do some sort of weird inception thing where people can invade my mind? I often laugh at the thought of communicating with spirits, and sometimes I laugh at the idea of them being spirits too. I mean, it wouldn't be much of a surprise since my family's all about this spiritual mystic bullshit, and they believe in that crap a lot more than I could imagine. Wouldn't it be funny if I really were talking to spirits? Hahah. Wow. Um, kinda creepy okay let's brush that idea off for now.

But no really, it couldn't be that. At least, I'm pretty sure that's impossible. Kaito… He's still alive, right? He just left and entered the hospital. That's all. He's probably spent years trying to recover so I guess it's alright. Sigh, I must be overly worried about this. Yeah, I'm probably insane. Go, mum and dad. Go register me in for the closest mental asylum or something.

Anyway, these voices became quite difficult to listen for as of late. I barely hear them nowadays, but that doesn't mean that the voices were gone. Let's talk about that other boy, who's name I still can't quite get; Eren? Zayn? God what the hell is his name even? Okay, anyway I hear his voice from time to time. Like Kaito, he keeps on repeating the same message over and over again.

"It'll all end soon, don't worry."

Soon until what ends? The end of my sanity? The end of my life? The end of the world? God do I hope so. If anything I believed in more than ever, is that the end of days had been delayed for MORE THAN ENOUGH time. Sure I'm still pretty young but just reading the news about current world affairs gets me really pissed off and I am just extremely tired of this place already. I am NOT going to grow up into an adult in this shit hole I swear. I've grown impatient and restless over this damned world, but as to why? Apart from that, I have no clue at all. Like, what has the universe done to me anyway to make me hate it so much? At the least end my life before this world ends because I am tired as hell man. Though, I think that that won't happen any time soon.

My death, that is. I mean, if there is one thing I fail at best it's definitely dying.

Moving on! Sometimes, the boy tells me I know more than what I'm currently aware of. This actually left me thinking for days and nights to no end.

Do I really?

Usually, when kids grow up, they hold on to this feeling that they're destined for great things, just like superheroes and whatnot. In my case however, that gut feeling had never at the slightest faded. As a matter of fact, it only grew stronger as each year went past, but it doesn't mean that I liked it at all.

I really wish it'd go away. It seemed almost like a warning to me. My intuition is almost always right, and this gives me really bad vibes. I wonder, what exactly is in store for me? Like, are you kidding me mate? A person who could care less about this place man I just want to boot the hell out of here already. Do I really have to deal with this? If I do, then is there anyway I can divert my ass away from this damned fate?

If there really is a God out there, you sure as hell owe me a pretty big ass explanation.

And yet, there is that part of me that tells me I really do not want to know about this at all.

However, this isn't going to help me avoid it now, is it? And I mean this conversation. God damn it, Meiko.

By this time I was glaring daggers at my screen, mainly the conversation I was having on Skype messenger. I pulled my hair out of frustration, and pulled out a book - The Encyclopedia of Spirits by Judika Illes. Then, my fingers quickly skimmed through, in search for a fitting name to the description that matched the drawing my friend, Meiko, had just sent to me. I swore to myself I knew who it was, but I needed to see her name.

Meiko [23:11:03]: so i drew her but every time i look at her eyes i get this rly bad headache idk

File received from Meiko: Image 0787

Rin [23:11:40]: i could've sworn i saw her before

Rin [23:11:41]: but i can't put my finger on it um, hey i told you about my friend kaito right?

Meiko [23:11:52]: yeah the one u said you rly liked 3 years ago or smth

Rin [23:12:01]: ye that's him well she looks a lot like some girl he mentioned about before

Rin [23:12:11]: one of his ex gfs i think but he said she wasnt a normal person? idk?

Rin [23:12:18]: some chick he told me i should watch out for

Rin [23:12:28]: red head like with legit RED hair not that orangeish red, and fiery red/gold eyes? super pretty?

Meiko [23:12:32]: thats the chick here

Rin [23:12:41]: her name is lilith. i'm pretty sure that's her. ok in fact no i'm more than sure it's her

Meiko [23:12:50]: well shit

Meiko [23:12:54]: hey i g2g

Meiko [23:12:59]: i'll talk to u tmrw, u won't be on when i get back

Rin [23:13:06]: oh um alright then. god i hate time differences. stay safe. cya! love u

Meiko [23:13:14]: cya and take care. love u 2

A/N -

I don't know if this place is dead since I haven't been here for quite sometime. However, I've decided to begin writing again (and probably at the worst time of the year to write)! This isn't specifically based on any Vocaloid songs, however I do have a song written out and I intend to put it together with one of the Vocaloid synthesizers (specifically for Rin and Len) once I leave for college (which will be in less than a year :D). This won't be updated all too frequently because I am an inconsistent writer. School has been beyond hectic because there had been some issues with the high school faculty in my school, and it's caused quite a bunch of trouble with certain subjects of mine. Also, my exams are coming up, and due dates for my assessments are coming at me.

There will be a lot of mysticism and the supernatural involved in this story. Some will be based off personal experience that my friends and I had, but most will be based off prophecies I've read in many different spiritual beliefs. Most of the context of the prophecies that will be mentioned are legitimate and have been recorded, though interpretations may vary. I'm just going with what seems to be the most logical in my perspective.

Anyway, please enjoy this! I will try my best to keep it interesting (: I've been dying to write about this for over a year now, though it was originally based off some of my OCs along with some other OCs my friends had (I personally think that the Vocaloids may suit the roles and characteristics, and whatever pairing that may come may actually fit with this too, thereby making this a good Vocaloid AU, in comparison to the other fandoms I am into).