I held the machete tightly and wiped away my tears.
I have to be strong...for Ori.
I'm the only one who can bring her to rest forever.
I didn't want to accept it, but she was slowly turning into a member of the living dead.
"AAAAGGGHK!"
Ori's body was shaking itself chaotically, bending her limbs around followed with the sound of bones cracking.
"ORIIIIIII!" Agnes yelled with tears in her eyes.
The thought of killing Ori with my own hands....made me feel like I wanted to puke.
If only I was able to save her.....
Is this truly the only thing I can do?
I gritted my teeth and slowly walked towards her....
When her body stopped moving.
This is it.
Suddenly, Ori's body started to rise again, with her back turned towards me.
I took a deep breath to calm myself down and approach her.
"Why...." Agnes muttered.
"I'll do the honors...." I said.
Ori slowly turned her body to face me.
I froze on the spot and covered my mouth.
Her eyes have been filled with darkness, and the only color that remained was of her red irises.
I forced my hand to lift the machete up, but it was like a part of me was trying to resist it.
This caused my arm to shake uncomfortably, struggling to hold on to my weapon.
She stared at me and tilted her head, then started to walk towards my direction.
I hesitantly pointed my weapon at Ori as she started to close the gap between us.
I don't know if I can actually do it.....
FWOO!
She lifted her arm swiftly and pointed her hand towards me.
"I'm sorry, Ori..." I said.
This may very well be the last time I see her....so I might as well say it.
"I love you, Ori."
And I mean it.
Ori opened her mouth, revealing her fangs and tried to let out a sound.
"Ahhk.....Praak....."
I closed my eyes and took another deep breath.
"P.....Perci....." she let out a faint sound.
"H-huh?"
I opened my eyes and saw black tears falling down her cheeks.
"Ori....."
"What is going on?" Agnes said.
"I.....I love you too, Perci..." Ori said.
I let go of my machete and dropped it on the floor.
"You...are speaking?" I said.
Is she actually....still in there?
She wiped her eyes and looked at her hands dirtied with black.
"My....eyes. They're black, aren't they?" Ori said.
"Y-Yeah..." I said.
"I see...."
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Gentleman of the Apocalypse
Romance"Men are trash." This was Ori's absolute philosophy in life. Every encounter she's had with them always seems to end in disaster. It was because of them that her life had been filled with despair, to the point that she had become the most unpopular...