A Reincarnated Sacrifice (A Dirk x Reader fanfiction)

Introduction/Prologue

(Introduction- In Your POV.

All of the other chapters will be in third person, unless is your thoughts/words.)

I didn't know what I was looking at the time. Maybe it was my bad eye, or maybe it was just my own denial, but I knew that it wasn't good. It took me several seconds to comprehend what my little, broken soul was gazing upon. The blood, the stains, and the overwhelming guilt was too much for me to bear. The sun shone clearly through the clear skies, but it was no day to be smiling. I had left the little shack we built for ourselves for two hours, as stupid as it may seem, looking for food. All of the animals were hiding, and when I came back, I was welcomed by an eerie silence. The kind of silence that had a wrong feeling on its own. I was nervous at first, then as I discovered her body, the nervousness turned into guilt, then anger. My little sister had lied motionless on the floor, a candy red liquid spilling out and around her. The three puncture holes are what stood out the most on this bloody scene. One was located on the middle of her neck, then her stomach, then lastly, at the top of her waist. It was as if someone had stabbed her with a gigantic fork at the time. Then, it hit me. That damn Condence! What replaced my mourning and despair was much more bitter tasting. However, I could not let my anger get ahead of me‚ afterall, I had a funeral to plan. As I calmed myself down, I realized that I did not feel anything. No sadness for the dead, for I have cried every tear, and no anger for the dread, for I have no more vengance to clear. I couldn't feel anything in my heart or soul. Maybe that was why I couldn't save any of them. Maybe that's why they can't remember me. Even as I debate about this, hope still remains in my heart, that they shall remember who I was, before my time runs out. My name is (F/N) (L/N), and this is my story.