It's been three years since the final fight with Yukito. The boy we kknew as the man in balck. Three years since Hikari came back from the Other World just to be killed by that awful man. He believed he was destined to destroy all of the worlds and the people who were destined to stop him.
In a way, he did succeed. He killed all of us but Sora and I. And Hana but I have no idea where she is. Sora and Yurika stayed in Kyoto and I stayed in Tokyo. The last time I saw her was at Yamato's funeral but we didn't speak much. Too much had happened for casual conversation to be remotely possible.
I'm sure after seeing her ex-boyfriend killed by the father of her daughter who almost killed her daughter and tried to drown her in a sea of sand, she couldn't think about how the weather was. I know I couldn't. After knowing I couldn't save my little sister and after being attacked by those mirrors, I couldn't look in the mirror- for more than one reason. I knew that it was my reason that everyone was dead. I knew that if I would have stayed in the Other World and made everyone else stay, we could have killed Yukito. Kurumi, Hikari, and Takeru wouldn't had to die because they were the only ones who believed in the population of the Other World.
The second reason was that my face was scarred and somehow it symbolized everything. I had to suffer these scars for each one of my friends who died. Maybe someday I will find Hana and tell her that Koushiro died because of me. Maybe someday I will tell Hana that I am sorry I never got to play Uno with her. Or maybe someday, I'll find Sora.
I wonder what it would be like if Sora and I stayed together. I imagine Sora and I at the park, pushing Yurika on the swing. I imagine myself kissing Sora's belly, waiting for our first child and trying to pick out a name. I imagine Yurika almost finished with high shcool as Yukimi starts high school. I imagine Yurika and Yukimi going to top universities, getting married, and living happily ever after.
Then I imagine nothing.
Author's Note: Thank you for finishing Dementia.
In a way, he did succeed. He killed all of us but Sora and I. And Hana but I have no idea where she is. Sora and Yurika stayed in Kyoto and I stayed in Tokyo. The last time I saw her was at Yamato's funeral but we didn't speak much. Too much had happened for casual conversation to be remotely possible.
I'm sure after seeing her ex-boyfriend killed by the father of her daughter who almost killed her daughter and tried to drown her in a sea of sand, she couldn't think about how the weather was. I know I couldn't. After knowing I couldn't save my little sister and after being attacked by those mirrors, I couldn't look in the mirror- for more than one reason. I knew that it was my reason that everyone was dead. I knew that if I would have stayed in the Other World and made everyone else stay, we could have killed Yukito. Kurumi, Hikari, and Takeru wouldn't had to die because they were the only ones who believed in the population of the Other World.
The second reason was that my face was scarred and somehow it symbolized everything. I had to suffer these scars for each one of my friends who died. Maybe someday I will find Hana and tell her that Koushiro died because of me. Maybe someday I will tell Hana that I am sorry I never got to play Uno with her. Or maybe someday, I'll find Sora.
I wonder what it would be like if Sora and I stayed together. I imagine Sora and I at the park, pushing Yurika on the swing. I imagine myself kissing Sora's belly, waiting for our first child and trying to pick out a name. I imagine Yurika almost finished with high shcool as Yukimi starts high school. I imagine Yurika and Yukimi going to top universities, getting married, and living happily ever after.
Then I imagine nothing.
Author's Note: Thank you for finishing Dementia.
