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Disclaimer : Unfortunately, borrowing does not means it's mine. (Not yet.) In the meantime, everything is MochiJun's except the fanfic's storyline. Just like Break and his candies- no touchy.

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As he had no idea where to go and maps were not given to the new fallen contractors, he decided to walk forward. Always. One foot in front of the other, trying not to fall because of the uneven ground. He knew the Core was watching him as he struggled to escape. What mess did he dived into, I ask you.

He began to loose track of time, as slowly as he walked. How many time did he had been here already ? Hours, minutes, days maybe ? This sudden thought frightened him. Young master Oz stayed into the Abyss less than a day. When he came back, it turned into decades. The albino felt the urge to get back to the world he temporarily belonged to. He allowed panic and fear take the control over his rational mind and began running.

But nothing goes the way it is supposed to be in the Abyss. He felt his muscles burning. Yet.. it seemed he moved even slower. Finally, the ghosts noticed him. Poor cursed human.. Alive. And warm. They came out from nowhere, rushing around him. Wanting to catch a glimpse of life. Everything was dead here. The albino raised his cane, summoning Mad Hatter. He hoped it would work, as they were not actual Chains.

Strangely enough, his Chain did not replied. Maybe he was too deep. Cut from everything outside that place. His power, people he knew.. and his memories. Each time one of those illusions would touch him, he would turn a bit more like them. A faceless echo.

— Damn spirits !

Somehow, he stopped running and the slower he thought he walked.. the faster he was getting away. How confusing. He quickly got used to and felt a bit better after the dungeon disappeared from his sight. The silence was only interrupted by his erratic breathing. He thought there was a way out. Stairs, something. The same ruins appeared in front of him. He sighed deeply. Finding it would not be that easy. There was the old dungeon tower. Maybe he could enter it..

Unsafe building or awkward ghosts, the choice was quickly made. He quietly opened the rotting door and made his way inside. Jackpot. He found his staircase. Without a look behind, he began climbing up. That was tiring. He could still hear tiny whisper coming from the walls, along with the running rats above his head. Damn.

It would not be hard to loose one's consciousness here. At some point, he had to think hard in order to convince himself he was still going up. But finally, he emerged to a whole new level.

He immediately hid his eyes behind his sleeves. Too much light. The positive point was.. he could not get depressed because of the dark anymore. It took him more than a minute for his sight to adjust. When he could look around, he could not believe where his steps lead him.

The Sinclair manor.

No doubt about that. Though it was mostly another trick the Abyss played on his mind. Basing himself on what he could remember about this place, he was at the second floor, near the library. This time, he had to go downstairs and walk out of the domain to reach the next floor. Or so he thought. No one would tell him anyway.

Unfortunately, he did not decided to leave just yet. He wanted to check how much the Abyss knew him and walked towards the library's door, silently walking in. The shelves were still the same as he left them. Some dust on the corners. Nostalgia blurred his mind. He would not be surprised if he saw one of the family's heir studying around. Greeting him with a soft smile as they would notice him.

As he walked further, his attention was finally caught by a strange book. We can't say he was a hard reader at the time being, so the fact he could not remember it was not surprising. What was.. the cover did not had any title. He took it out of it's shelf and looked at all the facets. Nothing. Even more strange. That was leather. He curiously opened it and his eyes widened slightly as he saw both the golden handwriting and a name on the first page. His.

Forgetting about his main objective, he began turning the pages. They got bloody after a little moment. He had to stop reading. Before to reach the end. Before to drive insane. In a burst of rationality, he threw the precious thing away. Walls started cracking and he had no choice but to run. It had been a while since he felt that exhausted.

Scenery changed again. This time, he landed in front of Alice's tower. He felt the Hatter's power in his veins. The only good new here. His last trial would be the Chain guarding the main door. Not a great deal, he thought. As avoiding it would not be possible, he had to fight it. Fine. He was ready to crush it in no time.

... The White Knight. Didn't he died already ?

The Chain turned towards him. It seemed different than the last time. Shorter. A bit thinner too. He did not thought Abyss creatures could evolve, physically speaking. His armory also had some gold that was not there before. Alice appeared behind him, a beaming smile spreading over her features. Being honest, Break did not really understood. Was this real ?

— I did not thought you would make it here so quickly, it's a real pleasure to see you again~ Though.. I'm not happy you thought I could not hold my promise, she added with a small pout.

— You.. you did ? he asked with an obvious disbelief.

— Oh my.. He had not noticed yet~ she said to the knight. Let me prove you I did !

She whispered something to the Chain's ear. Break heard the sword was drawn out from it's sheath before he could actually see it. He immediately recognized it as the tip pointed towards his chest. The Nightray's sword that was given to Elliot. Oh no. He did not meant that.

He did not said anything. What could he add anyway. I'm sorry for condemning you to turn into a Chain ? For stealing your being ?

He knew from the beginning he should not have done that. Elliot's state was worse than death. Alice's smile widened. She stripped off his helmet, revealing his features. He still had blood all over his face and even a bit on his hairs. His eyes were totally blue now. Break had no idea if he could still see but the answer was most likely positive.

— Elliot, he whispered.

— He.. can't hear you, Alice confessed. There is a prize to everything, you know. He had a great musical hearing~ Now, now. I think you should hurry and use Eques to get back where you belong. No fencing today, it's teatime !~

He did not learnt anything from his previous mistakes. Not at all. Changing the past leaded to a mess. Changing the future. What did he even thought about. The heir's feelings violently hit him. He was not angry or something. He was silently telling him to let go. What was done could not be changed. What was meant to happen could not be either.

He realized that.. too late.


You saw the bad ending coming right. I'm.. still not sorry in fact.

The lesson is : deal with your life. Can't be helped anyway. ~ Thanks for reading !


"No matter how gifted you are.. you alone cannot change the world."

(Lawliet - L saves the world.)