White. Light. And then seeping darkness... And back to light again. The tainted figure stared into the infinite void, as if distraught, disappointed. The void feels like it's tainted with the despair of a desperate person. ...Guilt? Isn't that right? You were... seperated from 〇〇.
That was your love, right?
The voice in their head spoke. The person covered their ears as to not let the thoughts seep in.
"No matter what you say... I won't let you pull me down..."
...This, is already the end.
Reach out one more time, 〇〇.
"... I will save you this time, my love."
Reaching out into the void, like the shattering of glass... The barrier had been broken, after being worn down so many times. The stained figure flinched.
"...! It worked... This time..."
Step and fall, 〇〇. Fall into this self-destructing world... And save him. Your only love.
As always, the Rainbow Market is bustling. The stained figure, seemingly invisible to all... wandered aimlessly in the crowd. Anxious, paranoia. Time is already ticking down.
His muscles tensed up, he knows that he doesn't have long, knowing that the barrier has been broken. Blaring through the crowd, he thinks about where his love could be... Before it hit him. Yes, of course, The Palace...
He entered the Palace, and to where they'd usually work before...
**No one.**
... By this point, he has only one tangible hypothesis... That this world he entered is one side, and the world that 〇〇 entered is the other side. Like Yin and Yang, the worlds have similarities, and yet defining differences. I'm sure the other side had already figured it out by now... that both sides acts in contrast to eachother, to maintain the status quo, the equilibrium that has kept the universe stable for this long.
***However, love is unrequited. None of them will give up, they will sacrifice everything... To see their one only love again.***
~ ACT 2: Desperation ~
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Ruins of Memory: Twilight Light
FantasyA story which had been lost to time, to the endless universe, reaching oblivion. Like a flickering light begging to be noticed, a story unfolds before the final day. ...A Ruin of Memory.
