"Gasp!"
She awakes, desperate for air. She gets an immediate migraine which drowns her in her own memories. Stumbling forward, she sees the nightmare lying before her.
"No..... No, no, no! This wasn't supposed to happen! This is all my fault.", she screams throughout her own mind.
As the night sky starts to settle in there is a crowd hovering around a tree. That seems to have a person, hanging by the neck. A person of the name Parvan Thanatos. Parvan Thanatos was a happy man, wife, and kid but why would he do this.
Aroa Zyanya knew, she knew all too well. As she watches from afar blaming herself in her head, knowing this was all her fault. You see most people wouldn't ever forgive you for making somebody do this well that's what Aroa thought at least. Before she knew it she started to think she deserved the same fate. She thought it would be the right to do by Parvan, fair is fair.
"This was all my fault, my fault. I need to be punished, there is only one way to make this right.", Aroa said in her head in an already dead voice. But Aroa didn't want her family to hear the news from anybody else, it would be unfair and cruel. As she slowly walks with her head down back to her little cottage with her family. She repeats the same line throughout her head.
"This was all my fault, all my fault, all my fault. All my fault!"
When she gets her family all gathered in front of her she started to tell them what she did and how she was going to make it right. She explained how she caused so much despair and sorrow for Parvan, to the point he didn't want to live anymore. how it was all her fault prying into his personal problems.
"No, stop. None of this was your fault. He was already planning it and you didn't make those problems worse!", Aroa's mother attempts.
"I agree with Mother, you did nothing wrong.", her sister adds.
"Stop.", Aroa says in a quiet voice.
"Aroa, why don't we all sit down and have dinner. What happened to Parvan was upsetting for all of us but it wasn't your fault.", her Farther explains.
"Stop!", Aroa screams.
"This was my fault! Sure, he had problems but that is like grass, it just there without a spark and I was that spark!", Aroa states forcefully.
Aroa grabs the small makeshift knife she had in her clothing. Her family is screaming at her to stop but before they could she had already slit her throat. Her family stood there horrified and in agony as they watch Aroa's body drop.
"Gasp!"
Aroa awakes standing up in front of her family. She goes to touch her neck, it's gone, the cut. It's gone. Aroa starts to freak out, she was supposed to be dead. Aroa looks at her family, thinking they would be relieved. She was wrong. They look horrified and disgusted.
"You're a monster!", Aroa's Farther yells.
"W-what?", Aroa is confused, they were her family. She knows rising back from the dead is wrong and insane but they are still her family. She looks at her sister, she crying, not because she scared because her sister isn't dead. She tries to run up to her and give her a hug but her mother holds her back.
"Let me go!", She says.
"What are you guys doing? Aroa isn't dead!", She tries to struggle out of her mothers hold. Aroa felt that her sister truly cared for her even if her parents didn't.
"No, she's a demon. Get away from her!", Aroa's Mother yells.
"She's my sister! Let me go at once!", She demands. Aroa father walks toward Aroa, screaming at her to leave and never come back. Aroa was heartbroken and felt betrayed but she knew nothing would be the same ever again. She was hesitant but knew she couldn't do anything about it. She looks at her sister one last time before she leaves, she was crying.
Goodbye.
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