The Destiny Arc: Darkness Holds A HUndred Billion Souls
By Shimegami
Warnings: Shojo Ai, Dark, Angst, Death-ficcy
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
AN: Third Part, this is where the deaths start. Hotaru's POV.
The Destiny Arc Section Three: Darkness Holds A Hundred Billion Souls
It's all dark now.
I wonder when it happened. It started with Makoto. I remember waking up to Haruka's screaming and Michiru's sobs, and the deep, deep silence
of Setsuna that drowned out their voices. It took a while, but they calmed down enough so I learned what happened. She had
commited suicide. Slitted her wrists and overdosed on medicine. Apparently she wanted to make sure she was dead. She had written a note to
Ami professing her love, and why she had killed herself.
Ami didn't come out of her room for days.
Darkness claims it's first soul.
Then it was Rei. According to her grandfather, she had sepped inside the sacred fire and fed it with her ki, incinerating herself.
The second soul.
Minako went dramatically, like the star she always will be. Commited traditional seppuku on a rooftop, and falling to her death as she bled.
The third soul.
Five souls must be given, to start the world over again. To give people second chances that Destiny never cared or thought about.
I am the fourth soul.
I remember how I died. I ran, ran away from Chibi-Usa when she looked at me with only friendly concern in her eyes.
I remember running.
I remember the street.
I remember the car.
Then, I don't remember anything, until waking up in this void. The other three are here. We are waiting, waiting for our chance to shine once more like we
should have. There is only one soul left.
This void, it can hold so many souls, hundreds of billions, but only five of the strongest souls are needed to recreate everything.
Setsuna will join us soon, I think. She is the fifth soul.
I wonder how she will go.
I briefly remember a snippet about how the fifth soul is the strongest, able to truly recreate the world.
At first, I thought it was me. However, I am only the Senshi of Death and Destruction. Time can create and destroy.
Time is the one force that is always, has always, will always be there.
Setsuna will destroy the world, and create another, one maybe where we can shine just as brightly as our princess.
I remember a quote from an anime I once saw:
Close the world. Open the next.
How fitting.
All this darkness, it's so big.
Darkness holds a hundred billion souls.
But it only needs five.
To create.
To destroy.
To forget, and try again.
Do you wish to save your progress?
...No.
~Owari of Section Three~
AN: Well, that was starting to get to the plot of my fic. I don't know about it, though. ...Reviews? Flames? Chocolate-covered bishounen?
By Shimegami
Warnings: Shojo Ai, Dark, Angst, Death-ficcy
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
AN: Third Part, this is where the deaths start. Hotaru's POV.
The Destiny Arc Section Three: Darkness Holds A Hundred Billion Souls
It's all dark now.
I wonder when it happened. It started with Makoto. I remember waking up to Haruka's screaming and Michiru's sobs, and the deep, deep silence
of Setsuna that drowned out their voices. It took a while, but they calmed down enough so I learned what happened. She had
commited suicide. Slitted her wrists and overdosed on medicine. Apparently she wanted to make sure she was dead. She had written a note to
Ami professing her love, and why she had killed herself.
Ami didn't come out of her room for days.
Darkness claims it's first soul.
Then it was Rei. According to her grandfather, she had sepped inside the sacred fire and fed it with her ki, incinerating herself.
The second soul.
Minako went dramatically, like the star she always will be. Commited traditional seppuku on a rooftop, and falling to her death as she bled.
The third soul.
Five souls must be given, to start the world over again. To give people second chances that Destiny never cared or thought about.
I am the fourth soul.
I remember how I died. I ran, ran away from Chibi-Usa when she looked at me with only friendly concern in her eyes.
I remember running.
I remember the street.
I remember the car.
Then, I don't remember anything, until waking up in this void. The other three are here. We are waiting, waiting for our chance to shine once more like we
should have. There is only one soul left.
This void, it can hold so many souls, hundreds of billions, but only five of the strongest souls are needed to recreate everything.
Setsuna will join us soon, I think. She is the fifth soul.
I wonder how she will go.
I briefly remember a snippet about how the fifth soul is the strongest, able to truly recreate the world.
At first, I thought it was me. However, I am only the Senshi of Death and Destruction. Time can create and destroy.
Time is the one force that is always, has always, will always be there.
Setsuna will destroy the world, and create another, one maybe where we can shine just as brightly as our princess.
I remember a quote from an anime I once saw:
Close the world. Open the next.
How fitting.
All this darkness, it's so big.
Darkness holds a hundred billion souls.
But it only needs five.
To create.
To destroy.
To forget, and try again.
Do you wish to save your progress?
...No.
~Owari of Section Three~
AN: Well, that was starting to get to the plot of my fic. I don't know about it, though. ...Reviews? Flames? Chocolate-covered bishounen?