The Villainess's Plan Failed Successfully

Chapter 2 - Crazy things just keeps on coming..!

*Slosh*

*Splatter*

I've had a goldfish once when I was young.

It was a one short-lived fellow.

I didn't even get to know its real gender.

Back then...

I used to stare at this weirdly oddshaped creature.

Floating inside a transparent glass filled with water.

They said it was a goldfish but to me it looked like a tiny orange blob.

So I named it Blob.

I would always observe it as it swims around aimlessly inside the spacious glass container.

It would stare straight with its dead eyes piercing through the glass.

I had always found it amusing how funny its face was as it constantly opened and closed its mouth.

I could clearly remember its bloated pregnant-like stomach as well as its forehead.

I even used to think maybe this fish was abnormal.

But nevertheless, I found solace in the presence of this weird creature.

Dark orange fins that flows efforlessly elegant as it swims.

Its scales that shined so magnificently and bright as the light reflects on it.

It was the first time I had bear responsibility for the betterment of a living being.

And it was also the first time...

I felt the feeling of losing someone precious.
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'Let me ask you something..'

'What happens to a fish suddenly subjected and change to a new environment without any warning?'

. . . .

. . .

. .

It will undergo under tremendous stress.

Bit by bit it weakens.

And will eventually die.
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I stared down at the unfamiliar hands lifelessly.

It has been a few days since I locked myself inside this room, refusing to accept reality.

The sudden abrupt change in environment made me dizzy and hopeless.

So this is that feeling...

*Chuckles*

"How ironic..."
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They say that people undergo five stages of grief.

Indenial

"Mom? Why is Blob suddenly sleeping?"

Anger

"Where are you taking it! No! it's just sleeping!!"

Bargaining

"If only I knew this would happen then... maybe... I could have done something to prevent it"

Depression

"I don't have an appetite..."

And finally.

Acceptance