Hey guys! It is me, Kat!
I have some wonderful news! From the resounding sounds of "yes" that I have received in my private messages, I now must declare that as of now I am starting an audio version of Dimensional Literature and Entertainment! Here is the lowdown: I will not read it all. I will take the character of Katherine, but I will recruit others to voice the other characters. I believe that by this you will hear the characters come to life a bit better. I will try to select people who sound like those from the English dubbed version since most of this is based off of the English dubbed version. As for OCs... well... I'll try my hardest to select those with the most fitting voices for the characters. I will not have a narrator, everything will be said in the character's P.O.V. or by Katherine (since I have the most time on my hands). I suspect that the first chapter will be out around November or December; the recruiting process is going to take a bit of time.
Nevertheless, I thank you for being on this wonderful ride with me!
I DO NOT OWN THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS, NOW, LET'S GO!
I can't think of a time
The last I had remembered,
Of when I had to mime
Everything I had heard.
But this inadvertent action
Is the essence of how life happens.
Body language shows who is to shun,
Who is to do this? A show of hands,
Whilst I let my guard down to what I believe is to be true,
I have lost myself in the process.
My face will not turn blue,
I am alive. I am here, nevertheless.
My sisters' faces of joy and contempt
Will never leave my vision.
Even if hell comes and I am exempt
From their happiness and attention.
I am just glad that I saw them if not just once
Before I leave forever.
Because there is something after me… Something that hunts.
I must return they say, even if I reply "Never."
Chaos ensued the world around me, but still I clutched his hand to my neck. How was this even possible? Where was I? The stench of cleaner caused me to believe that it was a hospital, but the fact that Gowther was there proved that theory wrong, right? My hands shook as I held his near, my eyes welling with tears. He had that odd look on his face, that one where he was confused of what was going on, but he had another look that confused me as well; he looked… scared. I don't exactly know what could've scared him, I thought that it was near impossible to terrify him, but it appears to be that that thought was wrong. His magenta locks brushed my cheeks, tickling them. Everyone was rushing to me, trying to pull things away from me, but I didn't even glance at them. I was too focused on the man in front of me. How could I have allowed myself to fall in love so easily? It is wrong! I can't be in love, right? After Zach, it cannot be possible. What the hell am I even thinking? I can not be in love. It is impossible, but then why do I feel such a way when I gaze into his beautiful amber eyes? Those beauties filled with honey-colored drops entrap me in a lull every time I lock eyes with him. Then in a flash, he was gone. Just like everything else in my life. Tears trailed down my cheeks as the only thing that was left of him was a solitude drop of salty water that escaped from his eyes, landing upon my chest. I looked up after his sudden disappearance, trying to connect the dots. Just what could have happened? How? Why? And most importantly: Where am I? A tube was pulled from my throat and I was surrounded by many things; nurses all dressed in blue scrubs, machines, and someone who looked oddly familiar. An old, fat, squatty man with coke bottle glasses suddenly reminded me of one of the first people that I had met after my accident.
"D-Doctor Eizienfeld?" I asked him, gaining a surprised expression from the balding man.
"How are you feeling, Mrs… Summerston?" He asked, checking the clipboard for my name.
"I am fine, I forgot to thank you for stitching me up after my seizure. Thank you so much." I said, smiling.
"I did stitch you up, yes… but seizure? What are you talking about, child? How would you even know that you had stitches? You've been in a coma for quite a while." He said gruffly, sitting on the edge of the bed. He pulled out a flashlight, clicking the metal button three times before deciding to keep it on. He moved my bangs out of my face and shined the blinding, annoying light in my eyes, leaving purple streaks behind in it's wake. I scrunched my nose as I tried to remember details to explain to him about the sutures.
"It was a deep wound across my calves. You also gave me medicated wraps to wrap my ribs with." I stated matter of fact like, lifting my shirt to show my healed ribs.
"I am afraid that I never did that, my child. It was a miracle that you survived the hit, but I am no miracle worker. You appeared to regenerate cells faster than a regular person. It is quite odd." The old man said, his face kindly "Will the rest of you leave, please?" The blue-clad nurses left the room as fast as their legs would take them after the doctor's direct orders.
"Why did you make them leave? What is the issue? What the hell is going on? Where am I? Why-" my mouth was suddenly covered with a white cloth, the smell of chloroform filling my nostrils. Sleep was coming nearer.
"Because… You are my bartering tool! Without you, I would not be able to win this war" He started, his form shifting and contorting into that of a middle aged female's "The issue here, you see, is that I was sent here on Draefus's orders. So, I must take your soul. Also, welcome to hell; your family has been waiting for you quite diligently! I wonder how their faces will look once they find out that their lovely little Katherine is gone! Again! I believe that the last question you were going to ask was why you have been feeling so… strange lately, correct? Well. The reason for that is that you are mutating. Developing powers from a magical world. Adapting to your situations! Isn't it marvelous?! Can't you see all the evil that you could help us achieve?! I will make you join us, little Kitty-Kat. Even if it is the last thing I do. Because your power is… extraordinary."
Her face I could not focus upon, but I could already tell that she was crazed. Just by the tone of her voice. And I also knew that somewhere, good old Doctor Eizienfeld was dead. Never to be found. Like I may be if my friends do not help me. And as the darkness encompassed me, I was enthralled in this new feeling of misery. For I could never fall to their clutches. I will never allow the hands of disaster to take a hold of me. You see, this is because I found out something new.
Since I have been gone from my friends, I have discovered how I truly feel about them. King and Ban, my silly brothers; Diane, my jealous older sister; Elizabeth, the sheeply innocent young sister; Meliodas, the pervy uncle-like figure. But there is just one that had enthralled me the most. I think… I am in love with Gowther.
Yeah... a bit of a filler, huh?
Lots of Love and Friendship!
~Kat!