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A/N: Ugh...
Y/N: What is it now...?
A/N: Depressed a bit, again...
Y/N: What is it this time? You've been rather comfortably numb for a little while now...
A/N: Well, it's just... Well, nobody will give me a baby! They're always like "get your hands off my baby, you bitch," and then they torch me.
Y/N: ...You didn't actually do that, did you?
A/N: Of course not.
Y/N: Well, what is it actually?
A/N: Well, It's just... well, I'm not doing this story justice, and that just makes me want to stop writing... If I'm not good enough for this story, I'm not good enough for any story... Ehh? Why are you ruffling my hair...? You're never nice to me, Yukari...
Y/N: Well, you seem to need to. I know well what depression is. Every human I get near does end up dying, if you haven't noticed. Yuyuko... Miko... And that's not even all your fault... Even in the... ahem... canon version of this world, Yuyuko died. I've had every human I get close to die.
A/N: Of course, that's not your fault...
Y/N: Neither is your writing. Not that it's bad. After all, I named you the High Goddess of this world for a reason.
A/N: ...Because I make life interesting.
Y/N: That's right. Now get back to making life interesting, you slacker.
A/N: Heh...
I hummed as I made my way into my room, having entertained myself quite well today. Not that there is ever a dull day around here. Still, today was an especially good day. I bounced a tad as I slid open my door, and made my way into my room, before flopping onto my bed, and grabbed for my book from the now usual position. Getting comfy a bit, I slipped the covers over me, and began to read.
The years have gone by far easier than how once they did. I'm now capable of a dozen gap-gates, and have become more adept at the various borders that might be of use in saving Sanae. I write this not because I feel I have trained enough, but because something rather of note has happened.
It seems the oni and tengu decided to move while I was busy meditating for the past thousand years. When I awoke from my training within myself, I found a note stuck to my forehead. I won't bother transcribing it, as I already know the exact words, but it basically detailed that the oni were moving to a new home, and taking the tengu with them. Of course, the tengu are truely a seperate faction, but their leader, Tenga, is fine with being led about. After all, what better protection than by drunken brutes supposedly strong enough to lift a mountain?
On second thought, that sounds like horrible protection. Well, I shall end this now, so that I might locate the tengu, oni, and kappa once more. The note did say that they were all going to a mountain, but they never did say which mountain. Of course, knowing Tenga, she's probably overestimated me. Impress her once, and suddenly your some sort of god.
Jeez, this isn't going to be easy.
I grinned as I turned to the next page, and began to read the entry I knew was coming next.
Well, that was surprisingly easy.
Maybe I am some sort of god. Well, goddess.
That reminds me of the old days, back on the mountain. Just Kanako, Suwako, Sanae, and I. Looking back, while I was terrified of Sanae for the longest time- with good reason, as she did regularly cut me up for years- I enjoyed it more than I realized at the time.
That was the first place I felt welcome in. The first place I could call home. I wonder how Suwako is doing? I'm sure she's not died while I was gone, so I know she's still around, but... what I did was selfish, in a sense. I abandoned that Suwako, in favor of helping a technically different Sanae, which would in turn help another Suwako and Kanako.
Speaking of the mountain, this is that mountain. I never knew that they lived here so long ago. Some day, this place will become part of the Gensoukyou I knew. And will know, if only from a different perspective. It feels like yesterday that we lived on the mountain. Has it really been half of my life-time since I left? Time is feeling so fast these days... Just how fast will the passage of time feel in 21,000 years? Will I even be able to realize that Sanae has been born before she is gone? Will years pass like grains of sand in an hourglass? Decades like hours? Centuries like days? Milenia like weeks? At this rate, before I know it, Yukari will create Gensoukyou, and I'll have to say hi to her. Although, I won't be able to tell her who I am. I'll just introduce myself as the name I have gone by the the last thousand years. Hitomi. Soon enough, I should be strong enough that I can simply store away my umbrella with a gap, and then leave all but those who ask to wonder just what am I.
I wonder what they will think I am? My, my hair has sure grown, now that I've begun to pay attention again. Must have been subconciously cutting it as I trained. After all, if I wasn't, it'd be longer than ending at my hips. Far longer. Probably would have drowned in it, if I hadn't been.
I like this length. It feels like it will look good, but not get in the way too much. Although, obviously it will get in the way more than short hair. Perhaps I'll hold it back with a ponytail. Maybe a bun. Heh. I remember when Sanae showed me how to put hair up in a bun. It was pretty useful looking, so I made sure to pay close attention. Although, I think I'll go with a ponytail. Less like something an old lady might wear.
Thats right. I'm an old lady now, aren't I? How strange that I only just realized that. Perhaps I shall go and meet with Tenga. She always was an entertaining one to talk to.
No, no. If you're old, that makes me ancient. Talking to myself, I asked, "...I'm not ancient, right?"
Ignoring the fact that I might be, I marked my page, and slipped my arms under my silk comforter. I sighed at the familiar feel of it against my skin, now that I was paying it any mind. It wasn't long before I drifted off to sleep, clutching the book im my arms that I had forgotten to place on the nightstand.