"You're too trusting," That's what people have been telling me my whole life.
Isn't that an ironic thing to remember while dying?
I suppose I shouldn't really be surprised, I mean thinking back, it's really a wonder I've stayed alive THIS long.
Between breaking up fights between demons and falling through space-time portals, you would think that other shoe would have dropped sooner.
"Hey! Hey, listen to me! Ya gotta stay awake!"
Oh, it's him.
Was he here this whole time?
Mammon.
He was the first friend I made when I came here, how fitting is it that he's the last face I see.
"Hey, it's gonna be okay, I swear, you're gonna be okay," despite his words his deep blue eyes reveal that even he doubts himself.
I want so desperately to touch his face, to tell him it's alright.
"Yuuki! Hang in there, Yuuki!" The desperation in his voice sends a pang of worry through my heart.
Please, I want to say, Please don't look so sad.
I feel so tired...
"Yuuki, don't you die! Yuuki….!"