Welcome back to chappie two of Inori . Sowwies bout updating but I had to visit my grammy for a couple og day nn;; so without further Ado on with the chappie!
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh L
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What's so beautiful about humanity?
…what?
We kill to eat…kill for ambition…just animals or more so sacks of flesh ….there's nothing beautiful about humans…nothing
I don't understand…
We don't have to live in this never ending cycle of putrid ugliness and killing…we can choose to transcend reality.
…Why are you saying this…?
So innocent…I don't want this world to kill your innocence…
What are you talking about?
Lets go, far away from the killing, the ugliness….to a world far more better than this place
Amane?
It's easy….we just have to….let go…
Amane….
Just let go…
Amane….
Let go…
"Hey…boy? You all right? Hey boy?"
Eyes slowly opened in pain as he met a face of a stranger. "boy? I said are you ok?" he spoke again. Chocolate eyes blinked a couple of times before managing a weak nod. The stranger grimaced "I don't think so; Considering you were sleeping on the street bleeding…" the good Samaritan replied. Ryou said nothing but stood up, trembling at first, regaining control of his coordination, then to the pain flooding all over him.
Yet he embraced it. Pain, blood, grief, abandonment, loneliness…he was quite intimate with these sensations and so he continued to walk. The piercing stares of bystanders bore into him but he turned from them, walking from the sea of faceless men and women away from their constant realities. He was put looking again…
Looking for her.
Amane…
Like a whisper of a wind he turned to his surroundings hoping to see her yet naught but a never ending ocean of people as he walked against the current not knowing where…
Just…walking…
Walking…
Walking where…?
Where was he going?
What was he looking for?
Amane…
Was it only that?
Dark cumulus begin to overtake the skies, blocking out the inviting lure of the sun covering the light, leaving the day to a smudged dusk. Everything seemed gray all of the sudden…like life lost it's color yet that seemed to die long ago. Yet he stilled walk; still walk towards the one sure thing…
Amane…
Was it?
Breathing became a difficult task for him as footsteps dragged themselves against the cold pavement; how he wished he was back in his reality how he craved it how he needed it! In that reality at least…she was there. Here…for him…was nothing.
No one.
Not even the abusive dark half not he was even here anymore. Ah how wretched was irony the one person which abused him was the one he yearned now which he was gone from him. Angels tears began to fall from the heavens washing the dirt of the earth covering all in a blanket of purity and cleanliness. He did not noticed, but continued to move.
Ryou…
He slowly looked around; did someone call for him?
Ryou…
Was his mind playing tricks on him? Has his fragile mind finally lost sense of reality and submitted to defeat to the foreign voices if not already?
Ryou…
He began following the voice through the downpour not noticing the small river of crimson flowing onto the concrete. "Maybe…it's…Amane…" he thought to himself his spirits lifting up. His pace quickened following the voice of void and to him the world began to change.
Seraphic feathers began to fall onto the plane as the suns lure broke through the blanket of darkness no one was here just him and the echoes of his footsteps was only heard in the city of lonely runaways. Spots of sunlight broke through clouds, the shimmer covering parts of the city, bathing the lost boy in it's faint warmth, the feathers falling as soft snow.
He finally reached his destination to find…was it?…was it really? "Amane…" he spoke as a figure turned back and smiled. He ran to her arms outreached in an embrace but…she dispersed and he held nothing. Suddenly the world turned to the putrid ugliness he has only known as falling feathers turned to gray and broke, floating; covering the sky in a blackness of soot and the sun disappeared.
He was…alone…
"Amane..?" he whispered. No answer. He felt gravities weight upon him as he fell to his knees and with a last breath fell onto the ground…it was strange…he thought he heard a voice yelling to him but dismissed it.
No one but him could enter this world…
This world full of ugliness which plagues us day by day I wish release from it.
…Why…?
You're too young to see yet, you're eyes are still closed yet to open and truly see.
What I cannot see?
What we really are…
……
This world of putrid desolate…corruption…I hate it all…
…why…?
I hate it….
Why?
I hate it…
Why do you hate so much?
You're innocence…I hate it so much…so weak.
Weak…
/ Those who lose their path can choose to follow the light or wander forever in darkness…for the light will always be waiting/
-fOX
TBC
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So ominous eh? Well hopefully everyone is following this so far n-n;; get comfy kiddies it's gonna be one psychological roller coaster. Try to guess the convo's between it makes so much fun hahaha welp this is it until next time
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