My Revelation {Mikayuu}

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We are born with memories.
I was reborn without them.
I wonder why.

Even now, with part of it restored,

I do not know.

Thinking on this matter was not an option.

I was in pain.

The pain seared through my body.

A figment of my imagination.

Of my memories.
Or what was left of them.
But it still hurt as if it were the first time.

Electricity shocked my nerves.
Tensed up my muscles.

A power surged inside me.
Not to swear loyalty as my mind said.
Over and over.

But to run.

To hide.

To sob until I had no tears.

So I did.

But it was not in the vision of my past.

That version of me took every shock.
Every pain.
He didn't even shed a tear.
Merely glared at the mirror.
At the man behind it.
What was his name?

I seemed to hate him.

My vision wavered.
How I longed for my mind to leave me.
For my consciousness to fade once more.
But I did not get that solace.

Yuu did not save me from the pain.
No, that's not right.
His hand slipped from mine when I fell.
Then why was I in pain?
My screams were answer enough.
My mind wanted me to know.
But I did not.

God, I did not want to know.
I no longer wanted to know who I was.
What I had done.
I was afraid.
I don't even know myself.

A warm hand touched my hand.
A cold one was braced on my cheek.
One of them was familiar.
His thumb stroked my hand
Not worried in the slightest.
Comforting.

"Mika."
I almost couldn't hear him.
"Come on."
He was louder.
"You need to get up."
I longed for his embrace.
"Mika."
He was an alarm to wake me up.
A savior.
Always my hero.

I awoke.
Gasping for air.
Longing for his touch.
There was no darkness to take me.
Not this time.

Never again.

And so,
With no known beginning,
A known present,
And no known future,

I allowed Yuu to save me.