Introduction
Let's have some angst to cancel out that angst in the last chapter!
It was dark, but that didn't make any difference. There were candles in the church and I could see Fire's great, right, if you burn everything, all that's left is the Shut UP Ragnarok.
They're all gone now, anyway. So we can leave and go back to Medusa. Are we a kishin, yet? Didn't you say that you weren't the type? Well, I mean, if it's me.
I'm tired though. I don't want to anymore. But it's not time to leave yet. There's someone else, can't you feel that.
Oh, yeah. I know, I guess. Because those doors only open inward, right?
Do you remember What happened yesterday?
There's a girl now. And it's brighter, because of the lights outside. She doesn't understandNot yetWhat it means to be a kishin. I can already tell. She wasn't the type of person who could become a kishin either.
So you two are the same. You're both weak. Good thing you've got me on your side. Ragnarok shut up.
It was a shame, though. She was so pretty. Hiow am I supposed to deal with this now you have to kill her, kill her like everyone else but she's not a kishin either of course not, neither are you.
That's why?
But I don't want to kill pretty girls. Not just because you say so, Ragnarok. I can't even talk to them. Shouldn't I be running my fingers through her hair? Getting close to her? Reminding her that
"Those doors open inwards."
She doesn't understand. I don't know why. It's obvious. But I guess pretty girls don't have to understand everything.
But then I'm back it hurts, dammit Ragnarok it really hurts and it's embarrassing for you to come out like this when there's a girl I don't want to kill. But to be a kishin, shitface?
Can't do that. Medusa says to kill her too. I don't want to, I really don't. But if that's what Medusa is saying to I can't do anything about it. I have to. Maybe she'll forgive me once you've eaten her and her weapon, Ragnarok. Like hell she will.
We're going to fight now, aren't we?
Damn straight.
And we're close. Fighting means I'm closer to this girl and she's a lot stronger than all of those people Ragnarok just ate. But I don't think all pretty girls are this strong. She must be special. Or maybe you're just too weak.
Shut up Ragnarok that's not what I'm thinking. I know exactly what you're thinking.
She's beating me up, I guess. Anyone who stays alive long enough wants to.
But you don't even care, do you? Idiot. Just kill her already, then you can look at her as much as you want.
Can I? Her weapon stood in front of her. Taking the hit for her. I don't know what that means. He's gone now. She looks scared. She's a little rabbit and I'm going to just do it already, stop thinking about it. Thinking clouds your mind or whatever.
She's backed up against the doors the doors that open inwards aren't you going to turn around it won't be quick enough but you can try closer and closer and closer Ragnarok is going to eat your soul and your weapon is gone what are you going to do now nothing nothing at all get on with it already, bitch.
I have to. But first.
"You're so pretty."
Laughing, because pretty girls should know. They should know the feeling of hands running through their hair. And lips on their cheeks. And swords through their guts.
She's bleeding and her blood is red. The same color every person has.
"Sorry."
Let's go already.
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"Yeah, okay."