No.
No, no, no, no.
This wasn't happening.
My vision had gone red and I was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Mistress!" A voice yelled and even with my little grasp of understanding with whatever just occurred, I looked up to see a familiar uniform.
"R-aven..." My tears really burst now.
"Ha... Hahaha! I really have gone insane! I'm starting to see things so quickly right after I've committed a grave sin!" I laughed coarsely as a consolation to myself before I brought both of my bloodied hands over my head.
"Mistress." the voice that called me so sweetly had begun sounding like a deadly poison, accusing me.
"Please leave," I was so desperate to rid his voice from my mind that I began scratching harshly at my scalp in hopes of destroying whatever it was that connected me to reality.
"Mistress, stop!" The voice cried as his hand passed through me in an attempt to remove the position of my own only to result in failure. At the realization of that, I silently cursed myself from watching his fake body's expression turn sour.
"Ah, how pitiful I am," I pulled my arms away from my head slowly and brought them towards my face, hiding the frown that so painfully hung on.
"..." I whispered quietly.
"What is it?" Apparently having also gathered his senses, he reached out to me once more to which I flinched in further fear.
If I had to constantly be reminded of the number of deaths caused by my ignorance, I'd rather die! His touch would only be the beginning of that grim reminder.
"LEAVE!" I screamed so badly to the point that my throat felt as if it was being torn apart by an outside force.
"(y/n)..." He muttered in reply likely asking for a response from my worn-out state.
"..."
But.
I didn't speak again.
It took a while but, I could soon catch the clacks of his shoes interacting with the cold ground of the facility resonate around me leaving me in the enormous empty room alone.
I stayed kneeling there for a good while, my head completely blank on thoughts.
There was no sound around me willing to comfort me in this weak mind of mine.
After what felt like hours, I turned my head up to stare at the ceiling for a change. At least the crimson red on that boards below couldn't tarnish the white of that cover so easily.
I was acting like a child. I knew that. Yet, I couldn't help but grieve over them.
My parents, both biological and adoptive.
I had so much to thank them for.
To Souta too. Though in actuality, he was only a figment of my imagination that was carved so deeply into reality, I loved him dearly as a friend who knew how to pick my spirits up.
To Raven, I owed a lot to him who taught me so much in my early childhood, he made sure I was always smiling then.
To Link...
Thank you for being there with me in the first place, you never gave me a chance to think about how lonely I was.
...
How lonely am I now?
The weight of my sins will chase after me.
"I... shouldn't be allowed to live," I warn myself.
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LoZ Last Life (DISCONTINUED)
Fanfiction(y/n) is a girl who has lost both of her parents in a so called accident when she was six, this accident might have also resulted in her loss of memory. Or, has she got everything completely wrong? In a town, she will soon meet Link and find out she...
