How Long? How long have I been in this space? How long have I failed? HOW LONG HAVE I HAD TO WATCH THEM DIE OVER AND OVER? How long...until that DAMN kid will reset? How long until I have to say the same thing...over...and over...AND OVER. My fists clenched tightly, my gaze steadily watching over the broken world. HOW LONG, CHARA? HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE ME WAIT?
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Interesting. My gaze fell onto the monster which was staring at something. It was odd, a mortal somewhere outside of...well, the mortal realm. However, this place wasn't mortal. My cloak hung over me, letting me camouflage with this...cold-like void. My fingers twitched with uncerntainty. This is the first time...well...actually, the SECOND time I saw something escape the natural order. The natural cycle of life and death. It absolutely disgusted me. Even though I had to do my job, my time will be better spent finding that demon child. THAT DAMNED DEMON CHILD. I felt uneasy. Last time I had failed to reap someone with this...this kind of energy, I failed. I can't afford to have another mess up to take care of. I took a deep, shaky breathe. I can do this. I can reap this monster and just continue with my job. Nothing more.
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I let myself sit onto the icy, dark floor. Was this it? Was the child really SATISFIED with this? With KILLING everyone I had loved? I...I just need ONE more chance...ONE MORE RESET. I-I can convince the next version of myself to cooperate! I just need to THINK. I can't live with the fact that they...All of them...are gone. Please, JUST ONE MORE RESET. I CAN...I CAN... I felt cold tears run down my pale face. I felt my fists shake with losing Determination. I stared out into the world, gritting my teeth.
Click.
Every bone in my body froze. A sudden chill ran through me. The feeling of being watched was placed on my back. Was...Was someone there? I wanted to run. I wanted to escape. I wanted to get away from this feeling. This awful, dreadful feeling. I slowly turned around.
Click...Click.
I could barely see a figure making it's way towards me. They were wearing all black, their cloak shrouding most of their appearence. In their hand, was...
Click...Click.
I felt my blood run cold. My vision began to blur and my hands started to shake.
In their hand, was...
I tried to steady myself, trying to bring my senses together. Flashs of the battle I had with that demon flickered in my vision, in and out. In and out. The figure drew closer.
Click...Click.
The sound of hollow bone echoing throughout the darkness only heightened my fears. My breathing was shallow, my vision still blurring. In their hand... I felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning rapidly.
'COME ON, GENO, CONCENTRATE!' I screeched inside my brain, letting one of my hands steady my pounding head. Why did the object seem so familiar?
Click...Click.
They drew even closer. The glare of the blade made me uneasy.
This glint...This same feeling...What was it?
Click. Click. Click.
This...Red. Red is all I could connect. White. Grey. The color of DUST. The color of BLOOD. Black. Ink Black. The color...OF DEATH.
Click
I raised up my left palm, my eye flaring with magic.
No.
NO.
I AM NOT GIVING UP NOW.
I experienced my DETERMINATION returning.
I...I DIDN'T WANT T DIE.
Not yet...Not just yet.
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I paused in my tracks. Their aura was immensely different. It was so similiar...FRIGHTENINGLY similar to the sensation I felt during the reaping of...#####. I cursed under his breath, soft enough so only I could hear. Why couldn't I say it?
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It Started With The Stab of a Knife : An AfterDeath Tale
FanfictionHe had suffered many, many resets inside this darkness. Inside this...void. Geno Sans was unable to take much longer of this madness that he had put himself through. He wanted it to stop. He wanted it to end. However, little did he know, that Death...
