Chapter 11: In a dark place

Darkness... it shrouded him, everything around him was pitch-black Being thrown into this void, he was cut off from all his senses. His limbs were senseless, his eyes and ears refused to see or listen. His consciousness was faint. His thoughts were hazy. As if they were spilling out of his brain and into the abyss.

Where is this? Who am I? Why am I here? Those were the questions that popped up as he continued floating towards the abyss of nothingness.

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"I... love you."

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Somewhere in the darkness, a voice rang out, through the void, he felt it, it was warm, kind, longing.
The voice thumped his eardrums... if he had any. It clasped his heart... but it wasn't in his chest. It made contact with his soul... but he doesn't have one.
The voice reached out to him directly. His heart was swept away by those crazy emotions and mourned. It sounded terribly fragile, heart-wrenching, and filled with unbearable loneliness. Its affection, so seared into its soul, seemed to have made it strange.

Had I eyes, I would stare at the owner of that voice.
Had I hands, I would caress the owner of that voice.
Had I a mouth, I would call out endlessly to that voice.
Had I arms, I would like to have embraced the owner of that voice.
Had I legs, I would have rushed to the side of the owner of that voice.
Had I a body, I would never leave the owner of that voice alone.
Had I a heart, I would give it to that voice.

All of it could come true, but he was lacking an eye, hand, a mouth, an arm, a leg, or a body to do such things.
After the continuous suffering, the love became sins.

He was Slothful, for being unable to wipe away her tears.
He was Lustful, for wanting to unite and become one with her.
He was Gluttonous, for wanting to consume and possess everything that is her.
He was Greedy, for seeking love, demanding it, and then taking it all for himself.
He was Wrathful, at the unreasonableness and absurdity that disallowed what he wanted.
He was Prideful, he despises everyone and everything except for her.
He was Envious, simply of the world that surrounds that lovely girl.

He could feel the love becoming sins. The sins, it filled the void, the empty void that he was floating in.

He could sense her presence nearby, he could feel it come closer. As she approached him, he could feel his body slowly reforming. He could feel her, she was right in front of him.

He took a step forward, and a pulse echoed through the void, time was moving. He then understood. If he goes forward, time continues and so will he, in this world, void of everything but the two of them.

He felt something behind him, it was bright and far off, he turned around and saw it.

Now fully aware of what it is, he rushed for it.
Suddenly, space and time around him started reversing itself, the light glowed brighter, it came closer.

"Not yet, I'm not done yet!" He screamed internally, his mouth was sealed shut.

He came to an understanding, if walked towards it, the world would begin once again.

"─I love you."

As he heard the soft voice his body urged him to turn back to the voice and find it. You want to turn around, but I won't, I mustn't turn around.

"Not, yet"
"Not now"

But someday, I'll hear your voice again, I'll hold your hand, I'll call out to you.

"─I love you."

Natsuki Subaru continued on until he reached the bright light, the loving voice kept calling out to him. He reached the light and then he felt a familiar sensation, he was going to return by death.


A/N

Really, short sorry, :( but I had to separate this chapter from chapter 10 for title relevance and I really like the prologue (for the LN) so I had to implement it to my fic. Anyway, remember me? Next is round 2, Witch cult vs Natsuki Subaru (his army). Hope you enjoy it.

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