Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei or The Spoon River Anthology
Side-Note: Hello! This is something I've wanted to do for a long time. For those of you who were never in my English class, The Spoon River Anthology is a series of soliloquies made by a town. The thing is, all these people are dead, and what they're saying is what they would have written on their tombstones. It's creepy and moving at the same time, and it made me think of YnM, so…here goes! These are the first four I thought of; more are pending. OH, and you'll have had to have read Second Death to understand Tsuzuki's.
Tsuzuki Asato
They used to tell my father that my mother cheated on him because I looked nothing like him. No one would buy our rice crops because the demon kid probably cursed them. So we ate rice every night for years, and my mother cried. Then Ruka was killed. I found my beautiful older sister with her heart lying on the floor. I saw her murderers, two inhuman things, before I killed them. I saw her fiancé just before I ran away. And then I went to the hospital and death couldn't come too quickly.
I hate my eyes.
Tsuzuki Ruka
Those little b-st-rds used to send my brother running home in tears every night until I thought he'd cry out all the water in his body and shrivel up like those raisins I once knicked from a foreigner. And every night I'd have to tell them that it was all okay when we both knew it d-mn well wasn't, so I stopped lying and started telling him to ignore them or beat them up. Of course he couldn't do either. I used to worry about what would happen to him when I got married.
Now I'm in Heaven and I still worry.
Kurosaki Hisoka
I'd like to say that when you die I hope you rot and I hope it hurts. But I wouldn't wish upon you a frightened child locked up in a basement for a power they don't understand. I wouldn't wish upon you a woman killed in front of your eyes. I wouldn't wish upon you a demon in white going over and around and through you until he's good and ready to carve you up like a piece of meat while your entire nervous system is exploding because of the pain. I wouldn't wish upon you three years in a hospital knowing that only the whirr click of machines—not your will to live or your family's love—is what's keeping you alive.
It's not that you don't deserve it.
It's just that I wouldn't wish that upon anyone.
Tatsumi Seiichiro
I died with less than 20,000 yen to leave to my family. I died without telling my little sister that I did indeed love her even though she was a terror. I died before I told my father to start picking up the house and stop letting my mother do it, because she never did it anyway. I died with my mother in tears before she even knew I was dead.
That is what's known as a failure.
