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Thinking
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Rayne's POV
Darkness.
Not the kind behind closed eyes or beneath a moonless sky.
This was deeper.
Colder.
Weightless. Eternal.
I was drifting-untethered, unanchored-somewhere beyond pain, beyond thought.
No ground.
No sky.
Just... void.
I couldn't feel my body.
No broken bones. No blood. No breath rattling in my lungs.
Just silence.
The kind that whispered of endings.
The kind that swallowed stars.
I was dying.
No.
I was already dead.
The system was gone.
No UI. No prompts. No cooldowns. No second chances.
Just absence.
Then-something.
Faint.
A sound-barely audible. Like an echo underwater.
I strained to hear it... or imagined I did.
Nothing responded.
But the sound persisted.
Soft.
Gentle.
A woman's voice.
Calling.
"... Reina..."
I froze.
Or I thought I did.
The voice was distant, seeping through the cracks of this endless abyss.
Familiar.
Painfully familiar.
My heartbeat-dead moments ago-twitched.
A spark.
"Reina..."
Louder now. Clearer.
Not memory. Not hallucination.
Real.
Alive.
And unmistakable.
"Please... wake up..."
That voice.
I would've wept-if I had eyes left to cry.
"... Mom?"
The word left me as breathless as the void itself.
And then-
Light.
A sliver.
Thin as a blade's edge, piercing the dark.
Warm.
Golden.
The voice drew nearer. Close enough to feel.
"Reina."
Thud.
My eyes flew open.
I jolted upright in bed-chest heaving, lungs gasping like they'd never tasted air before.
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Your Shadow Is My Light
FanfictionRayne, a girl born into tragedy, is haunted by a traumatic past, burdened by the memories of killing her father and witnessing her mother's death. Bullied and isolated, she often struggles with self-doubt, thinking that she's better off dead than al...
