Utaite Oneshots✨

Drowned(A?)

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Very quick, short mother fucking chapter because I don't want you all to think I just disappeared and died out on y'all -

Also this is an alternative route from a short story that I had written for Kokomiiiii_chiiii

Let's begin shall we?
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Blockages of water swarmed through my ears, only the very sounds of rippled of waters were to be heard in the first place.

I was definitely in water, is what I were to be presuming.

But where?

A pond?
A lake?
Perhaps even an ocean, so vast and grand.

There was only water continuously rushing and pouring throughout my ears, echoing into my head.

Looking up, the watered foggy vision of mine slowed me that I was indeed underwater, where nothing stood and only I alone was drifting in the very midst of it.

A mysterious deep blue was all around, not a single other color to be seen except the bright white light shining from above the surface, illuminating the depths of the water.

Where was this illuminating off from?

Was there even a Sun?

I can't recall anything that had happened to me.

I just remember walking up to some sort of body of water, taking steps forward ahead before I plunged to where I was now.

I remembered my reflection.

A dull, expressionless face that was completely gloomy and miserable, spreading only more sorrow and sadness of mine to share with whom?

That was the question.

Why was I here in the first place?

There was something in my memory that hazed out in complete swarms of black.

Perhaps I had done something?

That seemed to be it. It fitted well with the description of drowning alone...But why?

What have I done to make me take my life away?

Perhaps it was best I didn't know, so I wouldn't force myself to perish quicker.

For now though, I remain the way I had remembered I had felt for so long.

Cold.

Alone.

Pained.

Numb.

I wasn't resisting all this time was what I had realized from the way my hands and legs felt, completely free of exhaust.

I was merely drowning myself away in this body of water so very slowly, that the water would soon drop me down to the very bottom of it's state.

Perhaps it'd be better like this.

I didn't know what to even think.

It was as if the water had snatched away every bit of memory from me and let it drift upstream, taking away my true reasoning of being here for the first place.

But maybe I was right to make such a decision.

Maybe it was all worth it in the end.

Perhaps there was truly nothing of my recollection that I could have truly wished to live for is what I was pondering.

Sooner or later, I could feel the very heavy amounts of water which were now filling up into my lungs, but I didn't bother, even though I had coughed and gagged under here.

Looking up, I watched streams of small bubbles of air float above from my nose and my mouth, rising up to where the bright white light was.

I had soon found myself to be smiling at the surface above me, where it seemed I had taken my mind to leave in the first place.

I'd be willing to die.

There wasn't anything left for me.

With memory or no memory, there wasn't anything that could stop me now.

There wasn't anything that could stop the water that was now filling up my lungs as if it were a simple cup under a sink.

There wasn't anything that could stop the water that was now reaching all the way up to my throat, suffocating and quenching the heart felt thirst to be gone.

There wasn't anything that could stop the tears that I felt fall from my face that were now floating away to drift away with the rest of the underwater dystopia of mine.

There wasn't anything that could stop the water that would make the smile on my face leave itself, the empty eyes of mine that were soon clearing off from the world's blue.

There truly was nothing that could stop me from taking this last breathe under this sea of misery.

Looking up for the very last time, I see that there truly was nothing left for me above and that was it.

I felt my body suddenly turn completely frozen and motionless, swaying in the depths of the water.

There was no more energy left in me to move a single muscle, the very last few words barley making their way out.

I'm coming for you Sou-Chan.

Is what I had heard myself whisper, though close to inaudible before I took the very last plunge and remained there.

Motionless and still, there was truly nothing left for me.

Nothing.

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-Ramen Out