Into The Reality

Chapter 31:- Ending The pain

Kichu was determined to try again. But the world was already breaking apart. He ran for cover, searching for a safe spot. She followed him like a lost puppy—because deep inside, she knew only he could end her misery.

"What did you mean by that? Hey... talk to me," Kichu called out, trying to communicate with his sword. But it didn't respond.

"Ah, fuck... Think, Kichu..." he muttered, pacing until he stopped behind a supermarket and turned to face her.

"I'm not sure if this will work... but let me try," he said, raising his sword toward her.

"Touch it," he instructed.

"Are you sure?" she asked cautiously.

"Yes," Kichu nodded.

She closed her eyes and reached out. The moment her fingers met the blade, a brilliant light burst from the sword—and the trembling world came to a halt.

She slowly opened her eyes and found herself standing in a vast lake, stretching as far as she could see. The skies glowed with a gentle blue light, as if the world had finally accepted her. Kichu was nowhere in sight. But it didn't take her long to realize... her suffering was over.

Back in the crumbling world, Kichu called out, "Hey... where are you?" There was no answer.

"What just happened? I didn't kill her by accident, did I?" he asked aloud, desperate for understanding.

"I'm indebted to you," a voice echoed from the sky.

"Witch girl? Is that you?" he asked.

"Yes... it's me," she replied softly.

"Where are you?"

"I don't know. But I know one thing—I'm happy here. This place is better. I can't use my Sin anymore... No, I don't have to use my Sin anymore. Thank you, Kichu... for fulfilling my wish."

Her voice faded into the wind.

"I'm glad you're feeling better!" he shouted back, but she was already gone.

Kichu stared at the sky for answers. "Now that's a relief," he said, sitting down on the empty road. The world around him began to dissolve into white.

"I think it's time to go back," he whispered and turned around. Mike and the gang were still battling the police, but everything was slowly fading.

"Now what?"

Darkness.

Total, absolute darkness.

He wandered through it—lost—until a familiar voice sliced through the silence.

"Hmm... I really thought you'd cut her in half. Pathetic."

Kichu looked at his sword. A shadowy figure emerged from the black void, its red eyes glowing.

"If you'd cut her, you would've realized it. I tried too. I guess... I still can't control you," the figure said.

"Who are you?" Kichu asked.

"Same questions every time. That's why you never get anywhere, Kichu," it said with a smirk in its voice.

"Are you trapped inside my sword?"

"I'm not quite trapped, you see. It's complicated. Let's skip the small talk. Why didn't you cut her?"

"Because I didn't want to."

"That's not a real answer. You're the only one who's ever wielded me after him. And frankly, I don't think anyone else can bear my wrath. Yet... I still can't understand you, Kichu."