|Numb
Echoing screams. Pain fills me once again. So numb. I can hardly grasp onto my spiritual being anymore. It's falling apart. I've been through this. Over and over. So long since I've been here. The utmost joy I had felt to finally free myself from this world.
Barian World...I have returned. So numb. I grit my teeth, the space on my left side of my face starts to tingle, giving off a strange feeling. A tingling that eats my skin alive and washes away every feature slowly. The torture.
So numb.
I never got to see my sons after that duel...
Yuma Tsukumo...
I could never forget the way he saved me, just like Kazuma. He could have had let me go without reaching out. After all, I hurt the people around him. My sons...Ryouga... They are what they are because of me. I relied on others' hate and anger to bring destruction. I wanted to take down the whole city with Dr. Faker.
So..why...? Why am I forgiven. I curl up, my eyes tightly shut to prevent any unnecessary tears. Memories flash through my mind, my soul weakening and strengthening. The marks on my head tingles and burns. So numb. I can hardly feel my mouth with my tongue. The space had began to expand. I can feel my ear seeming out of place, the very tip. Eventually I could no longer feel it due to the space on my abnormal face.
Yet, it's so numb.
Yuma... Kazuma...
Thank you.
This oneshot takes place after episode 66, in the dimension Tron got sucked into - which I believe is to be Barian World.
Ahh I tried my hand on present tense, so I guess it's okay. Thanks for reading.