I can't look but I can't look away. Sango… Sango's nothing more than a fried corpse. Smoke chokes my throat and my eyes are stinging. Everything is over. He has the Shikon Jewel. Every single shard is forming in his hands. I'm kneeling in the blood soaked grass, feeling absolutely nothing until I see her face. My Kagome's face. I guess this is despair, utter despair. I'm screaming and trying to make her stay awake. My tears pour onto her face, clearing away the dirt and blood. Her eyes are barely open, but somehow she still has the strength to comfort me. She always comforted me and even though I would push her away…Oh God, she was always there for me. She tells me she loves me and I curse myself for never loving her like I should. My heart is breaking again. It's worse than last time I tell her. I love you I say. You're not allowed to die.
Kagome's not breathing and her eyes are closed. Why isn't she breathing? She can't die. It's out of the question. We're supposed to fix the Jewel. Good always beats evil I tell her. Isn't that something you would say? Why isn't she talking back? Why isn't she yelling at me?
Miroku's coughing up blood and staring blankly at the gray sky. Shippo's body is lying beside the monk in pieces. Laughter fills my ears. It's deafening. I want to make it stop. I want my Kagome to wake up…she's only sleeping after all. Because my Kagome can't die. No she would never leave alone.
He's laughing at her and me. He thinks I'm pathetic. Maybe he's right about me, but she wasn't pathetic. She was beautiful…utterly beautiful. And now she's gone… just like everyone else. Didn't happiness used to exist? Where did it go? I guess it died. Along with her…