The Boundless Parallels
By : ukishun
Really sorry, this one's soo short. I'll make it up to you in the next chapter!
DISCLAIMER: All people, places, and events in the story are purely fictional and are made without basis of truth whatsoever. Vandread is the sole property of GONZO, its affiliates, and to whoever GONZO deems fit. The author is not related with GONZO, or any of its affiliates. Ideas regarding Vandread stated in this story, but not stated in the show belong solely to the author. Ideas on parallelism are mine and mine alone.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENT: To shroom_man_777 for some ideas on parallelism
When the parallelism reaches the point of intersection, a tear in the fabric of space and time widens. A physical space develops within this tear, and then a gateway slowly opens. This rare event happens once in a millennium, when the intersecting forces of parallelism open, the continuum fracturing as it forms a tangible existence. No man has ever traveled through the parallels, this has been forbidden.
Until now.
Chapter III
Entrée
Life did not exist with the man called Hibiki. Bloodshot eyes stained with grief, a hollow hole within his belonging; these were all what was left after the incident. His whole existence he began to question, he did not know why he had existed. Did he exist merely to suffer? Therefore…
There was no need of life.
He had just abandoned everything he had hoped for, everything he had loved. Nirvana was gone, his friends were gone, he was left. He had chosen his path; he would fight the Harvesters. But it seemed ill fit in his present predicament. And so he chose his path once more.
The path to death.
His demise would move no one; no one would care. The life he had did not need to be continued. The mere grief had moved him to the abyss of sadness, where the arms of pain embraced him. And he did not let go of him. Pain was his ever-constant companion, but he wished the pain to go away. Yet it would not.
Therefore, he was to die. It was his choice, his decision.
But his life's end it was not his to decide.
What was the purpose of the intersecting parallels? Evidence suggested that the fracturing of parallels held no advantage for each parallel, nor a loss for each one. It only wrought more of that frustrating desperation, a desperation born of the inability to discover its true nature. It only pitted the men to their limits, their exhaustions absolute. No one knew why, no one cared anymore. It was mind-boggling, but it only wasted their time. And so they dismissed it, choosing instead to hide their bemused looks. They called parallelism a mere joke, a hoax that needed no consideration. The humans failed once more…
"He has chosen to die then."
"I would believe so."
"So will he?"
"No."
"How do you know this?"
"It has not been allowed."
"Very well then."
"It begins."
Hibiki Tokai's Vanguard slowly hummed in the background, its systems nearly destroyed yet its function had not ceased. But Hibiki no longer cared for any this, it would mean nothing soon. Hibiki Tokai closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift. To reminiscent the felicitous memories he had lived.
And soon, he would die with his memories.
But not soon enough.
"What are those ships for?" a young blue-haired boy asked, in silent awe as ships launched themselves toward space.
"They're going to fight the females of Mejerru, Hibiki," the man replied, a delicate look placed upon the young boy.
"I wanna be a soldier when I grow up so that I can fight the females!" the boy excitedly said, his spirits in a high. Nothing could have ever hampered this boy's dream.
Except that it didn't happen the way it should have been.
The void of space was eerily silent, but not in the way Hibiki had expected. There was no sound from his comlink, the shouts of comrades, the nuisances of Dita. There was nothing left for him.
A bright blue light shone far in the distance, a ring of light growing larger. The light spun around like a ball, and it quickly grew to be a huge sphere.
The light caught Hibiki's attention.
"What is that thing?" he asked, without the slightest inkling that…
He was being pulled into the light. His Vanguard was being absorbed into the light. He tried to pull away from it, but his Vanguard would not come to life. He slammed the controls of the Vanguard, to no avail. He tried to fight the light, but the more he opposed it, the more it grew stronger.
He was entering the gateway.
The Gateway of the Parallels.
Hibiki screamed. All he could see were blue flashing lights, lights that did not resemble anything he had ever seen before. His Vanguard shook violently, the pressure continuing to build up inside the yellow mech.
And once more, that green light.
"Hibiki Tokai."
"Where am I?"
"Why are you here?"
"Shouldn't I ask you that question?"
"Why are you here?"
"I don't know!!"
"Hibiki Tokai, how have you entered what was forbidden?"
"Entered? The forbidden?"
And at last, he saw the void of space once more.
The tumult had ended.
His Vanguard finally roared back to life, as the onboard scanners picked up something from a distance.
No, it couldn't be. Hibiki was perplexed.
The scanners read something large, a huge ship coming towards him.
It was the Nirvana.