A/N: So, this one here is kind of an experimental chapter. I felt like trying this new thing and hopefully give some sort of insight in aspects that can go unnoticed in the regular chapters. It's not as literal as the chapters usually are but...you'll see when you read it.
I hope this is enjoyable to you as well.
I do not own Elsword nor its characters.
Void. An inscrutable darkness with no barriers, no end, no beginning. She stood alone in the middle of nothingness, somewhere in nothingness, in nothingness she stood; she floated, hovered over and above and everywhere. A claustrophobic consciousness of the infinite. Can there be blindness when nothing exists to be seen? The strange notion of a body that wasn't her own, trapping her, distortion of her own self. Trying to take one, two, three steps became an unmovable motion. The division between her body and the space that surrounded her turned into a blurred line, no lines at all; it was absolute. A powerful sense of fear and defenselessness and the blackness felt like shrinking; closing her eyes made no difference.
Emptiness.
Loneliness.
Multiple voices that called her name mixed with each other in a confusing mess of noise, increasing their volume, louder and louder and louder. The voices pronounced words she couldn't understand, she couldn't reach; they filled her completely.
Powerless.
Insecure.
Abandoned.
Why did she feel abandoned? A call from the past. The void had a heart that throbbed irregularly and quickly. Suddenly the darkness broke to give away a faint light in front of her. Throbbing, throbbing. Images started to appear and interlace with each other, moving with an accelerated pulse. Throbbing, throbbing. Faces, just faces taunting her mercilessly with their unbearable definition. Throbbing, throbbing. Disfigured faces distorting into a picture of blood and death and suppurating burnt skin, ripped off skin, devoured skin. And the throbbing.
Dead.
Dead.
Dead.
All dead.
The beating heart became the only sound, pulsing wildly, faster, louder. She was deafened by its rhythm, something started to push from above. Push and push and push. Multiple eyes stared at her, eyes that belonged to mutilated bodies and lost souls glared with gazes full of hate and reproach. She felt it clearly as if it were the biggest truth; they were blaming her, accusing her aggressively. Screams of pain and agony, cries of terror, wailings of spirits that escaped from those wide open mouths and angry shouts getting lost in the wave of noises that threatened to asphyxiate her.
Guilt.
Anger.
Revenge.
Twisting images and memories pulsating, vibrating, fading and plunging into each other, widening and shrinking uncontrollably. She felt like speeding backwards into an invisible tunnel; the only light she had come to reach disappearing from her sight, getting swallowed by the darkness. The absolute silence screamed anguish, screamed despair. Useless, completely useless. Helplessly alone, consumed by that quietness; louder than any noise.
She saw a face, abruptly appearing as an intangible being somewhere in the nothingness. She saw it with her eyes closed, and it was familiar. A face and then a body, a complete person presented itself silently, emerging from the darkness. Its presence filled the void entirely with a tender sensation. The heart started to throb again with a regular beating, quickly but soothingly. She recognized the feeling, recognized him.
Ellipsis.
Her hands moved by their own will, aiming at the existence in front of her, around her. An invisible wall that her fingers found. He stood still, quiet, staring at her. Over and over again she tried to reach but every time she found a barrier. He stood still, quiet, staring at her, indifferent to the division. She tried to touch him; her hands patted the wall softly, then strongly, then desperately. She pushed it, hit it, and slammed it with her palms, then with the fingers pressed in fists. She shouted with a voice that never came out of her throat, aiming for that lone light in the middle of that pure darkness.
"Why am I the only one moving?"
He stood still, quiet, staring at her. She moved, hectic, looking at him. A breaking noise and glass shattering.
Hope.
She saw him moving for the first time, lifting his arm. With the index finger he poked the wall.
Redemption.
Thousands of fragile pieces crumbling and disappearing into the black infinite. They stared into each other.
"Who are you?"
Hands that weren't there held her in place, unable to move, unable to get close.
"I want to know"
She struggled, drowned in a wild desperation. The pulsating heart.
"Let me in"
He stared. He took a step closer.
Dot.
Dot.
Dot.
"Will you hear me out?".
A/N: In compensation for this chap being considerably shorter, I'll try and update the next one soon to resume the course of the story.
As I said, this was an experimental chapter, so I'd love it if you could tell me what you thought of it? If you liked it or not and what are your general thoughts on it. Don't worry, it won't be a change of style or anything, everything's going to be back to normal in the next update!
I'll address the last reviews now!
Guest (I guess?): Thanks a lot! I'm happy to see you're liking the story and the style of writting! And about the blood issue, I've addressed it in previous author notes as well as inside the story, so hopefully that'll suffice?
nanashimai: You're such a loyal reviewer . She will, indeed, appear later. The only thing I can tell you about that is...don't get your hopes up I guess ;^;. And about the other thing, well...WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT. Maybe soon? maybe not? who knows? lol. Thanks for always reviewing .
Diabolic man: Of course I'll keep doing it! Seeing comments like yours give me the encouragement to go on. I'm really really glad you like it .
Interspace: Well...I love it too! And I saw that there aren't as much fanfics about them as I'd like to, part of the reason why I decided to write one. And...thank you so so so much you have no idea how much that means to me, thank you . And about your PS well MAYBE SOON, I really wanna write it but you know development and stuff.
That reminds me, since I guess there's underage people reading this fanfic I figure...when the time comes that I decide to add a lemon part to it maybe I should put a warning? or mark the beginning and the end of it so if there's someone that gets uncomfortable with that kind of stuff they can skip it and read it normally?
Also, I wanna thank you for your support. You've been so kind to me and I can't even explain how much I appreciate it. Thank you
Until next time!