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I am the void. I do not feel hate, or the sense of right or wrong. My emotions are nothing. It is not that I don't feel them; it is that they are nonexistent. My life is governed by my mirror, and what he says to do. If he told me to kill myself I would. I wouldn't know if this was right or wrong. I would never struggle like Kagura, and I would always obey. In a way I was the better creation, but he despised me.
I scared him. I know this now. I was so unlike him, I murdered without remorse, without pity, without struggle. My life was his, my will his, my desire his. I was nothing without him, and he nothing without me. We all are a part of him. I was the cold murder. I was the void; I was everything he couldn't allow himself to be. I was the face to the faceless inside of him. He could understand Kagura, and the rest are dead. I was incapable of being understood.
The battle was stained in red in my memory. They would live again, but they fell like leaves in my mind. They were flashes of light that I sucked into my mirror. Then he asked it, commanded it, ordered it, and told me to turn the mirror toward the miko. I knew the mirror would break. It could not hold her soul. My life would break, for my mirror was I and I was my mirror. I had no anger, no love, no sadness, no regret; I turned the mirror on him.
The battle is over, my mind tells me, but I will not move. I am the white glow after death. I wait for them to see I am not dead, but they ignore me. They know I would kill them. They think it was a mistake I killed him. It was not. I could have picked anyone to turn the mirror on, it was no mistake.
I smile, for no reason, I cannot feel happiness. But I feel the question on my lips. I feel the mirror in my hands. I know the crack and where it is mended from my first encounter. I know this because I feel nothing, and know everything.
I laugh, for I am the void, and I feel nothing.
A/N: I dunno, it came to me.