Hey everybody this is Bigbook29, In case you're wondering if you really need to read "The Black Susano'o" to get this…You need to…it helps with…understand certain things.
Pain…pain and sorrow was all he could think about as he laid in this abyss.
He places a hand on his head as he feels his mind slipping but shook it off. He looked to his surroundings but all he found was…nothing.
Nothing exits here.
No light, no darkness, no air, nothing.
Not even time can exist here…
…expect for him.
Even in the absence of everything else, he survives.
The body which he resides in is all that sustains him.
However, survival is all he can do. He hasn't the energy or the ability to leave.
He can't even move.
This place is called the edge.
"…I"
To him, he's been floating around the edge for years.
Though this space is detached from the flow of time, his soul can still acknowledge the fcat that something is changing.
Until the day comes for him to confront his destiny, he'll wait.
Silently.
"I…will…"
A few hours in the edge will drive most people mad, but him.
Sheer strength of will keeps him sane, decade after decade.
Will…and a promise.
A promise he made to the only real family he has…or had.
"I…will…have…"
He doesn't know how long he will have to wait, Perhaps ten years…Perhaps a hundred.
But it doesn't matter.
He will wait as long as he needs to.
Despite what others would say about him…He is patent…
"I…will…have…justice."
Those were the last words he said…before be sent here.
Suddenly a voice was heard. "Hello…Mr. Hero do you hear me?"
He gives a tilt of his head to the voice.
Time is changing…
"Mr. Hero if you require my assistance you must start talking to me." The voice calls out.
"…Who the fuck are you?" He says as he felt annoyed by the voice. It sounded like a little girl with an over confident attitude.
"Oh my…such vulgarity…but one should expect such language from a beast yourself." The girl said with a mocking shock voice.
"I'll ask again…who are you?" He said, clearly sounded more angered.
"Hm…I suppose I should tell you. My name is Rachel Alucard; you may address me as Ma'am Rachel." The voice, now known as Rachel says.
"Go to hell." He says as he was ready to end this conversation, that all he knew was just his mind trying to trick him.
"I would but it seems you've already taken residence." Rachel chuckles before continuing. "I cannot answer any complicated questions for now Mr. Hero. This is merely…a backup."
"A 'back up'…I suppose that makes you the owner of the edge."
"You call this the edge? My…it seems you don't know anything. Very will it's not like it changes anything."
It was then that He feels something around…it was like that was air surrounding him and moving him somewhere.
Suddenly he remembers…someone else was in this place with him.
"Wait…stop there's someone else…he…needs…help…please…" he calls out in a pleading tone.
The feeling of the wind though didn't stop.
"No…go back…go back!" He calls out, but to no availed.
"Please…I have to…save…Crona."
It was then that he saw light. The first time he's seen it in a long time.
Before he knew it he was on a cold floor. He looked around and knew exactly where he was.
He was in the same lab where he lost his only real family. His eyes then looks to where to the most noticeably thing in the room, the huge cauldron.
He had to go back…he had to save him.
These thoughts were all that went through his head as he tries to crawl back. However before he could even move he gives a loud cough and blood leaves his mouth.
His eyes widen at the realization as he sees the black blood on the ground in front of him. He had a throat…he had blood…he had…a body. Before he could say anything though, he felt the wind brush his face and the smell of roses.
Suddenly a girl appears in front of him. She had pale skin with, long blonde hair tied into two pigtails with black ribbons, and red eyes. She wears Gothic Lolita fashion with a frilly black gown and jacket, red ribbon bow tie, a red bat symbol design cross from the front to the back on her dress, another red cross on her shawl and bottom half, high heeled black boots with a red cross, and a red ribbon on her right ankle.
"My, oh my…how ungrateful…I've saved your very life and you thank me by trying to return. How sad for a hero to doom himself."
"Get…out of my…way!" He growls at the girl, realizing that his voice sounded…different.
Rachel just gives him a scuff as she turns away from him. "How crud…of you to say. Why do you wish to even go back?"
"I…have to save…him." He says coughing up more blood as he began to pain going through his body he didn't let this stop him though as he tries to press on.
"'Save him'…who are you talking of?" Rachel questioned as she watches him struggle.
He doesn't even give Rachel a glance as he tries to ignore the horrible pain moving though his body.
"I…have to save…him…I…have to protect him…he's…he's…my little brother."
He was now close to the cauldron. If he could just reach a bit more he can go and save his little brother…Crona.
Rachel smiled as she heard the answer and lifted her hand. "Before you go can you grant me a small favor…please tell me what your name is?"
It was there that he sent Rachel a glance…and said. "Ragnarok." And before he knew it Ragnarok felt the wind again. And his vison go blank.
He then hears Rachel's voice. "Good you seem to actually have what it takes. Now I ask you one last question….Mr. Hero…how would you like to be a real hero?"
All he saw next was a…
White void.
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