A/N: Welcome to SMY Stories' first Psycho-Pass fanfic. Feel free to R & R! Even if you don't know Psycho-Pass, this story is kinda like very descriptive so you'll get the idea of what I'm talking about. I did not mention much about things which actually appeared only in Psycho-Pass.
Chapter 1: Sibyl's Elegy
A pile of books have piled on a certain table of the Nishio library* of Japan. In that spacious and fancy library that has the most beautiful interior design, finely furnished wooden table, comfy chairs, and of course, sturdy bookshelves to hold in books of any kind, there was a young female college student, doing research for her thesis. Unfortunately, her attention is divided because of the painting at the centre part of the wall by the Literature and Religion section of the library. Per section of the library, like Arts section, a low stainless divider stands in between the next section. As if a section of books get their own room. The long table which Akane occupied with her books is located just in front of the Literature and Religion section. Being distracted will lead to nothing!
Writing and jutting down notes on her notebook, she let out a deep sigh. Once again she glanced at the painting. The painting depicted at stunning woman with long brownish-red hair, mesmerizing half-open golden eyes, naturally pink cheeks, red lips, wearing a plain black gown with long loose sleeves and loose ends as well. Her open hand was raised, parallel to her shoulder; her mouth agape is if saying something, her bare feet stood on grass, and her eyes were fierce. The woman is the goddess, Sibyl. On the illustration, she stood strong and confident. She sang to her most loyal followers and in return her people sang in harmony with her. Compared to Sibyl, Akane was nothing, especially while wearing her uniform which consisted of a white long-sleeved polo that was tucked her a black office skirt which had the logo of her university by the hemline.
It's not surprising to see a depiction of Sibyl in a library. And it was certainly not Akane's first time to see an illustration of Sibyl. There's even a statue of the Goddess Sibyl in front of the university, Seishuu University*, which Akane goes to. Well, enough of that. Let's go back to Akane's daydreaming. Nonetheless, the amazing artwork was done by none other than her frenemy, Shogo Makishima. She considered Shogo more of an enemy than a friend, actually.
Akane's thesis is about Mythological Elegies and Songs. Weird, huh? But not for her! In this time of the world, nothing is weird. From a sudden bloom of a withered tree in winter to a new politician in power. Heck even a disappearance of a fellow human being is considered a normal thing now. People say that Sibyl takes sinners from this world and perish them in fire. Only applicable to Sibyl's believers, they added in the story. When Akane was about to return a few books to the shelves, she noticed a white booklet fall from the 5 books she was already carrying.
Where did that come from? She thought as she put down the books back on the table. She bent down and reached for the white booklet. She sat back down again on the couch like chair she had occupied before and then opened the booklet. Her eyes widened at the content.
'In the morning, wake up and don't forget to pray.
Our sun melts our worries and starts a new day.
Let the children go to the fields and seashores to play.
The elders, live life to the fullest! Don't just fritter away.
Live, laugh, and love. That is what I wish with you with this melody.
With such things I only ask of you, shall you not give me your fidelity?
At dawn, please finish this day with ecstasy.
With such glee and love, all together you are lovely.
Do not create felonies for this melody shall turn into an elegy.
Make anyone, besides me, your goddess Sibyl, your enemy.'
"The Morning Song of Sibyl." She mumbled. "What a beautiful song… But it has a scary ending." After realizing the beauty of the lyric song, hurriedly, she looked if there's a library card in the book. But, there was none sadly. "Someone must have left this…" she noted to herself as she scanned the book. "I wonder who owns this…" She flipped the pages, and scanned through each song lyric, when suddenly a page fell. She picked up the piece of paper which fell on top of the table and read it.
'I give you a wreath made of thorns and hatred.
Wear the wreath before leaving this world, wasted.
Swords I shall give you, now, while wearing the wreath, punish yourself.
With this, no one of your kind will ponder sympathetic of you. Not even yourself.
Let no words come out of your mouth!
I command you to walk until you reach south.
Wonder no more about the road you shall take,
for as you go farther, you shall go out of your skin and turn into a snake.
Make anyone, besides me, your goddess Sibyl, your enemy.'
"Sibyl's Song of Detestation and Demise." She whispered.
"What's that you're reading, Ms. Akane?" Shogo asked with an impish smirk as he approached the young female. "It seems interesting. Mind if I know?" Shogo wore his usual white long-sleeved polo, and black slacks, and of course black shoes. He stood in front of Akane's table with his hands in his pockets, and a smirk plastered on his face. Akane frowned and put the paper back to the book.
"None of your business, Shogo-san." She replied, glaring at him. "It's something I'd like to keep for myself. I know you'll understand."
"Indeed." He replied as he pulled the seat on the opposite side of Akane's chair with one hand. "Well, would you mind if I'd seat here?"
"Not at all." She said as she stood from her seat. "Please do not touch my belongings, Shogo-san." Akane waited for any reply from the white-haired student before leaving which Shogo did give shortly afterwards. One by one, she put the books on her right arm until there was none left except for the white book and her notebooks. Shogo had begun reading a pocket-book he had brought; in a slouching position and bored expression on his face, he read. Akane had now left to return the books.
Curiosity did not get the best of Shogo. Even though he was bored with his pocket-book and he could always get another book to read, he did not do anything. Not even a move from his seat, had he made. He didn't take a peek on Akane's white booklet which lied on the table, vulnerably.
Not so shortly, Akane had returned. She sat down once again on her seat and began to read the booklet. Shogo did not bother to move.
Shortly, after a few minutes, Shogo couldn't handle the boredom and stood from his chair. Akane seemed to murmur the writings printed on the booklet, which in Shogo's opinion, shows that she can't think silently. He decides to sit next to her which he did. The young female student seemed not to take notice.
"Lend you ears.
Shall you not follow?
Ah, humans like you are best punished.
With this elegy I sing, no other powers I shall use.
Now, let this elegy enter your heart, mind and soul.
Slowly, I am now claiming your freedom.
Every fibre of your human body which I am sure is to die,
I shall take it. Ask no questions for it is useless.
Mourn, not. I, Sibyl, am a merciful goddess.
Shall I treat you as one of my kind,
and let you live a long life.
Worry not about anything, for I am here.
And again, do not forget,
Make anyone, besides me, your goddess Sibyl, your enemy.'
While Akane recited the words, Shogo felt his chest flutter. He fell into a deep slumber, and tried his best not to display to Akane what had just occurred. He dreamt.
He found himself in the same library, but it was completely desserted. He as well took notice of his missing portrait of Sibyl. He knows well that he's not in the real world.
"Hello?" he questioned. "Anyone here?"
"You…" a soothing and clear voice of a woman called. "Your ears have heard of my elegy."
"Elegy?"
"Yes. An elegy, which I, Sibyl, has made. Because of that, you are now in a position you would be surely displeased about."
"Goddess Sibyl? Goddess Sibyl, in your name, I shall obey your every law. But, what is this elegy you have mentioned of?"
"My elegy which was recited by the brown-haired girl just now. Have you forgotten? That girls has narrated to you My Elegy, 'My Dearest'. Shogo Makishima, now that you have heard of the elegy, I give you this necklace. Treasure it."
A thin silver necklace appeared hanging on Shogo's neck. It had a small red jewel which shone very brightly when he attempted to touch it.
"What is this for, Goddess Sibyl?" he questioned, taking hold of the necklace.
"It marks your position. On this day onwards, you are to serve the girl, Akane Tsunemori, as if she were me."
"For—"
"Good day, my new and wonderful servant. I shall protect you as you will protect Akane Tsunemori."
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open. Akane was already holding his new necklace with shock in her eyes. His eyes remained wide open. To think he was able to talk to Sibyl. Even though it seemed short, he felt like he's missing something…
He now stared at her. Her hair which was reaching her waist was messy; her eyes were full of shock, still and her… her lips… Without knowing, he held her chin on his palm and raised it. Akane flinched at looked at him with blank eyes. Shogo inched to her face and when his lips were a few centimetres away from Akane's, Akane said: "You are now My Dearest. What do you reply, Shogo Makishima?"
"Yes, I am your dearest, mistress." Did I just…
Akane twitched and blushed madly. She pushed him away and started ranting. He rested his elbow on the armchair and rested his chin on his palm, facing Akane. "Do you not recall what happened? Did Goddess Sibyl not talk to you?"
Now she remembers, and stopped her ranting. Abruptly she stood, took her notes and the booklet and walked away. What was he talking about? she thought.
Just as she got out, a gun was pointing at her head. "The Goddess Sibyl has talked to you." The man holding the gun said. "Shall you not believe what had just happened? Shall you disobey or run away from the thing you just did?"
"I don't know what you're talking about!" she shouted. "Sibyl did not talk to me!"
"Then let her words flow through you." Are the last words he said before hitting the back of her neck, making her fall into a deep slumber.
"Akane…" a voice called. A beautiful clear voice of a woman called to her while nudging on her arm. "Akane…"
Akane slowly opened her eyes and suddenly snapped open when she saw the woman. The woman wore a black gown and… and… She looked like the woman in Shogo's painting. Her eyes remained open.
"Ah, thank goodness you're awake now." Sibyl said with a smile. "Akane, have you not known of the power of my lyrics?"
"Power…?"
"People from this era have no idea about my lyrics… Ms. Akane, from this day onwards, Shogo Makishima is now your dearest. I know you shall accept him, for he is still your friend, am I correct?"
"Yes… Will I be able to see you again? What will happen to Shogo?"
"I am only here to guide you. It is you who shall answer those questions."
And then she woke up in Shogo's arms. "My dearest…" she muttered. "I hate you…"
"I dislike this as well, but Sibyl has ordered me to be your dearest." He said with a smirk. "So did you see her?"
"Y-yes… Now, let me go."
"No."
"Let me go, my dearest." She said in a menacing tone. Shogo then immediately put her down, gently. He felt his necklace suffocate him for a moment. Akane's eyes widened for a moment. Today was a day with many surprises and happenings. They needed to rest.
A/N: Shogo needs moar love. Non- sadistic and real love? Meh. I hope you enjoyed it. Also, I hope there were no OOC-ness. Sorry if this seems boring because of the long-ish paragraphs. NISHIO LIBRARY AND SEISHUU LIBRARY IS MADE UP.
Confusions? Here may be the answer!
The setting of the story is in another world. Shogo and Akane are students in Seishuu University, one of the number one university in Japan. (A made up name). Both of them are in competition because they're always in Top 1. Only one can be number 1. Also, Akane has her hair grown a bit longer, as I have mentioned in this story.
Sibyl is considered their goddess. I think I have mentioned that. Sibyl's songs and lyrics were written a few thousand years ago and was burned hundreds of years later, which is not far from the current time of the story, because people have learned how to use Black Magic and use Sibyl's songs for evil and corruption.
All lyric/poems are original. This means, I have made all of them. Feel free to use it or something, as long as you give credit to me. This is Mimi's first ever fanfic! I hope you enjoyed! Leave a review please.