Love Chocolate-Inazuma Ares/Orion x Reader \\one-shots//

(UC) [Mad] Ichihoshi Mitsuru X Mad! Reader

UC-Unsweetened Chocooate-angst

Okay so this was written by my self proclaimed angst master friend and she's kinda philosophical so yeah....

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She placed her fingertip on a book that have been broken by time. The whole library is filled with silence as the only audible sound is her and his movements and breath. The boy sat, eyeing her back nonchalantly, not even moves his limb a single inch.

"Have you ever know your purpose of life?" she whispered, finally making a sound, but the wind seems to devour it. Her hair swayed along, bangs almost covered one of her eye. However, he seem to listen.

But, her lips are sealed. He never give his answer. She suddenly closed his eye from behind. Most will interpreted this as an act of mischief, but is actually anything but that. It's an act of straying and guiding, destroying and protecting, but most importantly— love and hatred.

"Are you dreaming me right now?" her voice is low and high, loud and quiet. Sounds like they never did existed, but they did.

In the next moment, she was sitting on the opposite side of him. Staring into each other window of soul. He was sure she has soul residing in her, however the boy is unsure whether her soul is still alive or not. It seems dead to him nonetheless. In this monotonous world, her eye will be dullest to be crowned for it.

"Or rather, is it I that dreaming you right now?"

The question is impossible to answer, as all people in humanity are incapable of answering it. Because in this world, there are no living beings except those two. However, that risen a new question.

"Are we even alive now?" such ambiguous question. Does this question even have an answer. If it does, then nobody would know a single clue except the two "living" beings of library.

"Do we even exist for the starter?"

"What is this place?"

"Who are you?"

"What defines the world?"

"Why am I talking?"

"What am I?"

In this swirling pool of curiosity, what she is aiming for is unclear. She's just throwing random ridiculous questions at this point. However, one of the clearest thing she has shown to him is her sound. Her voice— laced by poison. So sweet and deadly. Everytime a word rolled on her tongue, it felt like her tongue is burnt by the strong cyanide. Her voice sounded so venomous, yet so fast paced in matter of speech, almost like a panicked fiend.

"Tell me...," her voice is lower than before now, yet it echoed through the whole room.

"Does this world is even real?"

The mask of glass shattered in the distance! Silver bells joyfully moaning and groaning their songs! The black cat's horrifying screech shall tear the sky apart! Ah yes! So this is the truth of this world! An existence that should not be permitted to exist! Born out of fear and madness, the be-all and end-all of this world! A creation of unknown physical law, it shall destroy this world and the facade it rooted on! Why?! BECAUSE THEY ARE NO LONGER HUMAN.

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Is it the truth, that one of humanity strongest aspect is ignorance? If so, then what possible value we have in walking on this holy earth. For we are tainted being that dirtied the pure creation of nature, forever simply pushing our responsibility away and engulfed ourselves in the sheet of impulse and pleasure. Perhaps we born here as a matter of someone's mind, or more precisely a reflection of someone else. Maybe a stranger, maybe a relative, no matter close or not, we did not exist and yet exist. To put in a more common sense manner, we are foil.