Curse named human

Curse named human - Part 36 / 40

† Curse named human †

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Part 36

The Last Chapter

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Hakuei and Toshiya

~ Afterlife ~

... I don't know why everything between us starts with death...

... it should have been a new beginning for both of us and here I found you... bound in vessels. The vessels you've chosen for yourself. The vessels I got rid of (thanks to you) some centuries ago and now we have switched places.

I came here to find you, to get you. I would take you with me... name your terms, the price... I would fulfill them all. I don't care. And if you're not willing I may need violence. I honestly couldn't care less.

I traveled centuries of time through all kind of worlds and spheres to find you... even the slightest glimpse, the slightest feeling of your energy could have driven me mad... I didn't dare to hope to find you ever again but it was stubbornness that kept me existing.

I became blunt in so many ways. I barely recognized myself. My long forgotten friends I dare not to think about them..... Not that I'd chosen to become like this but I had to... to survive. To keep my mind working.... Or what was left of it. A mere fade of energy... a wandering gestalt who had completely forgotten where it came from. So obsessed with this one thought to find the one who was once loved... I became a mere shadow of myself. Sustained by the obsession to fulfill my task... what became of me? Would you recognize me after all this time... after all this changes?

We've never chosen the light path but that was what kept us always together. Now I could laugh about our foolishness, that we ever believed that we could ever be happy. We should have known better yet we gave ourselves to these illusions. We saw war and death and yet hope had always swung within us... why is that? I kept asking myself this question over and over again and I came to the conclusion that I could never answer it... the day I would be able to would be the day I gave up.

I'm so sick of fighting... I'm complaining like a child but it is this tiny little sparkle that kept me moving all along...

hope.

How I hate the word.

Why don't you just die with me already?

Toshiya opened his eyes from the doze and tried to focus on what was going on in front of him. He looked down onto his hands which rested on his black clothed knees. The black matching suit and tie came with it....He sat together with his relatives in an traditional Buddhist temple for a burial ceremony. The sutras just wouldn't stop and he was dead beaten tired from all the trouble he had endured these past weeks.

His grandfather had finally passed away after a long illness and now he was the only heir left to one large, traditional Japanese household with one large dojo and a few servants. A dojo which demanded to be used and continued in its tradition. Japanese society expected him to but right now... he just felt numb with no idea with what to do the following day. His gramps had always taken care of business. All Toshiya had to care about was his sword training. Being ridiculously good in it bored him even more....