I am so so sorry for not posting in a while, I have been busy dealing with school work.

But now I have deal with it I can start posting again

This chapter is a little bit short since it only focuses on Erza's mental world

Anyway, hope you guys enjoy and give me some feedbacks


She wakes up only to see nothing.

She moves herself only to wash her body with agony.

Where am I?

Why it pains me just to breathe? Just to stay alive?

She only remembers her being toyed by the darkness, how the darkness humiliates her.

She had begged the one who put her here in this suffocating darkness for mercy, to kill her so that she could escape this frightening darkness.

However, her tormentor turned a deaf ear on her request. Suffer more, Titania. He smirked, and did not hesitate before thrusting the two katanas in her palms so that the darkness could claim her body.

By the way, I have cast a spell on you. You will stay conscious until death claims you.

He threw this curse behind and left without a trace.

And now, she is awake just to feel her body in a vortex of pain, awake to feel this horrible darkness.

She is utterly alone.

Waiting for no one in particular to save her.

Hang in there, Erza! A small voice sounded afar.

Erza? Is that my name?

Do not ever give up. Don't you DARE to give up!

She can hear faint voices in front of her, but she is too exhausted to recognize them.

She just wants to die, to escape this darkness.

We will bring you back to the guild. Hang in there!

When she tries to open her mouth to object, to tell them to stop giving her fake hope, two sharp pain took over her body causing her to cry in pain as something connecting to her palms were pulled out.

Please, just let me die, she pleaded, she can no longer endure the pain any longer. I am begging you.

She can feel herself being pulled downwards by gravity as the two whatever things were being rid of.

Finally, the darkness is getting tired of me, letting me rest. She gave herself a weak and faint smile upon thinking that.

However, her wish was not granted. She did not succumb to the darkness she thought she would be falling to. Instead, she falls on something soft which she instantly groaned at upon contact, it is still hard enough to cause another wave of pain on her fragile body.

It hurts, but no one will care right?

Erza, I am so sorry.

What for? She uses her remaining strength to open her eyes forcefully and catches a glimpse of her surroundings.

She was held by a blonde haired girl who was silently sobbing.

Should I know her?

She faintly remembers the girl's existence but currently she cannot piece her memory together, she just wants to sleep and never wake up again.

How could the world be so cruel to her? The world even took her rights away, just to make her suffer even more.

Another pair of warm hands warped around her body. They are warmer compared to the first one. The heat seeped through her cold body and warmed her bones.

A familiar heat. Whose heat is that?

Well, it does not matter. I am going to die anyway. What is the point in remembering those things?

Her mind is getting blurry with each second passing by until she can no longer think of anything, until breathing is just an obstacle before her death. Seconds after whoever picked her up form that horrible place, her consciousness slipped away.

For the first and probably the last time, she is grateful to be in this peaceful and soothing darkness.