Chapter 12

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Chapter 12: Village of love


Standing in a dark forest, inside these familiar woods. I walked inside appreciating its magnificence. But it keeps glitching. From bloodied trees to peaceful timbers. It kept on repeating, I looked on a large tree, noticing blood all over. then fading away again. The flatland was also glitching. Rocks that were scattered are also covered in blood then returning into flat ground. A screaming noise echoing through my ear. I cove6red it then sat down near a tree.


"Mika?" 


"Mom?" I peeked beside me. It was my mother, standing under a tree clasping her nichirin blade. She looked very well and very wonderful, as always.


"You're a slayer?" My mother stared at me from top to bottom. Probably surveying my clothing for she once wears this uniform.


"I'm a hashira mother" She looked down, granting me a minor chuckle.


"Oh?" She looked up again, gazing directly into my eyes. Blood began dripping from her mouth and her clean, colorful haori tinting into a shady red, coating approximately half of it. Her nichirin began crumbling into pieces.


"A hashira? Saving humanity?" I nod, gradually turning back.


"Hashira?" I glanced at my back. I saw Eiji, he seems pale and his left arm is cut in half. Both of them were smiling, but it wasn't revealing any satisfaction nor joy.


Their eyes were a pure disappointment.


"With those hands that took the lives of many?" I knew what they were on, I took hundreds of slayers and eating their dead bodies. Though I never killed any civilians I felt heavy. A hashira, who took the lives of many humans is now saving humans.


"AH!"


I breathe heavily, looking at my view. I was inside a room beneath these soft blankets. The morning rays reaching my eyes and I squinted.


There it was, another night, another nightmare but different scenarios. How many more nights must I withstand to get rid of my guilt and conscience?


"Get ready, we're going home" I looked at Giyu behind me. 


"What?"


"What?"


"What about the mission?"


"I carried out the mission by myself last night" I lifted my brow. Standing up and not even bothering to fix my bed. I scrunched my nose and glared at him. I didn't bother to complain, I felt unsteady and shit. 


"Get out, I'm changing" I shoved him outside the door and locked it. I now felt useless because of him but I can't blame him. I can condemn myself for being so foolish and weak. 

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