Pride. Sloth. Lust. Avarice. Gluttony. Wrath. Envy.
The seven deadly sins. Shouldn't there be one more? There should've but there wasn't.
So he added his own.
Forgetfulness.
In story of once upon a time, he had met that man. The man with the sun-kissed hair and the deep, violet eyes that seemed to pierce right through you. So cold, but understanding in a way. A harsh front to him, but beneath a surface of concern.
A story of 'Once upon a time'- he had found happiness being with this man. The sun was closer than he had expected to ever be, and he had loved it. To see the sun and the moon in one person. To feel the light, see the light, and appreciate it. And he did indeed appreciate his sun. There was no other sun, just him. There was no other moon, just him. There was no Heaven, no Hell, just the sun and the moon.
He had asked this man to wait for him and find him whenever he got lost.
A story of 'Long ago'- blood had been shed all over what was supposed to be the divine Heaven.
All stories were supposed to end in 'Happily Ever After'.
This was his story- it didn't end in 'Happily Ever After'. There was no 'The End'.
'Once upon a time' and 'Long ago' he had been taken away from the sun. He had been taken away from the moon. The calming light was gone, shut away in the sea of scarlet and locked in a place called Hell. But if Heaven was so corrupted, would that make Hell, Heaven? Was his sun in someplace safe? He prayed for such.
He couldn't see the light.
And it scared him.
Heavy, heavy shackles on his wrists, rubbing off on his flesh, and two more attached to his ankles. Slowly, he pulled on the one chain hanging on the collar of his shirt, as if tugging it would choke him, ending his life in a 'The End' like the stories he used to read. His story should end here, but he knew pulling on the metal wouldn't do anything and stared with his sinful golden eyes at the rock of the mountain that left only slender holes of air inbetween. He could easily get out, if the ofuda wrapped around the bars weren't there. He felt like he was in a prison. A caged animal. Five finger mountain, that what this place was called as he had heard.
What had he done wrong?
He still couldn't see the sun.
And it frightened him.
He felt trapped. He wasn't getting out. All the more reason to be afraid. Curling himself against the large rock inside his "room", he closed his golden eyes, shaking with sadness, eyelashes kissed with tears.
'Just one more time. I want to see the sun one more time. Konzen..I'm waiting for you to find me. Konzen, where are you? I'm scared.'
Days and days had passed.
And he had waited.
One chained hand tugged on the metal attached to his neck. Konzen wasn't coming. Konzen wasn't coming..! His eyes welled up with tears, which gently caressed his cheeks as they spilled over. If tugging that chain would choke him-
No.
He had to wait for Konzen.
Konzen said he would find him. He said so. He -said- so! Konzen wasn't dead. Konzen was alive. It was all a dream. It was all a big mistake..!
Konzen said he was going to find him-
So he had to stay here and wait.
He had to be strong- and wait.
Five hundred years later 'he' came back a different person.
But Goku had stopped waiting.
-End-
The seven deadly sins. Shouldn't there be one more? There should've but there wasn't.
So he added his own.
Forgetfulness.
In story of once upon a time, he had met that man. The man with the sun-kissed hair and the deep, violet eyes that seemed to pierce right through you. So cold, but understanding in a way. A harsh front to him, but beneath a surface of concern.
A story of 'Once upon a time'- he had found happiness being with this man. The sun was closer than he had expected to ever be, and he had loved it. To see the sun and the moon in one person. To feel the light, see the light, and appreciate it. And he did indeed appreciate his sun. There was no other sun, just him. There was no other moon, just him. There was no Heaven, no Hell, just the sun and the moon.
He had asked this man to wait for him and find him whenever he got lost.
A story of 'Long ago'- blood had been shed all over what was supposed to be the divine Heaven.
All stories were supposed to end in 'Happily Ever After'.
This was his story- it didn't end in 'Happily Ever After'. There was no 'The End'.
'Once upon a time' and 'Long ago' he had been taken away from the sun. He had been taken away from the moon. The calming light was gone, shut away in the sea of scarlet and locked in a place called Hell. But if Heaven was so corrupted, would that make Hell, Heaven? Was his sun in someplace safe? He prayed for such.
He couldn't see the light.
And it scared him.
Heavy, heavy shackles on his wrists, rubbing off on his flesh, and two more attached to his ankles. Slowly, he pulled on the one chain hanging on the collar of his shirt, as if tugging it would choke him, ending his life in a 'The End' like the stories he used to read. His story should end here, but he knew pulling on the metal wouldn't do anything and stared with his sinful golden eyes at the rock of the mountain that left only slender holes of air inbetween. He could easily get out, if the ofuda wrapped around the bars weren't there. He felt like he was in a prison. A caged animal. Five finger mountain, that what this place was called as he had heard.
What had he done wrong?
He still couldn't see the sun.
And it frightened him.
He felt trapped. He wasn't getting out. All the more reason to be afraid. Curling himself against the large rock inside his "room", he closed his golden eyes, shaking with sadness, eyelashes kissed with tears.
'Just one more time. I want to see the sun one more time. Konzen..I'm waiting for you to find me. Konzen, where are you? I'm scared.'
Days and days had passed.
And he had waited.
One chained hand tugged on the metal attached to his neck. Konzen wasn't coming. Konzen wasn't coming..! His eyes welled up with tears, which gently caressed his cheeks as they spilled over. If tugging that chain would choke him-
No.
He had to wait for Konzen.
Konzen said he would find him. He said so. He -said- so! Konzen wasn't dead. Konzen was alive. It was all a dream. It was all a big mistake..!
Konzen said he was going to find him-
So he had to stay here and wait.
He had to be strong- and wait.
Five hundred years later 'he' came back a different person.
But Goku had stopped waiting.
-End-