CHAPTER 9: A TRUE HERO

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I didn't feel like myself. Although, I was, but lighter. I seemed to be in darkness. I wanted to move but didn't have anywhere to move to. A light appeared suddenly before me, growing nearer. Inches away from me, it floated. It didn't move much, then just hover up and down. Whispers and echoes came from it, growing in volume. Listening closely, I could decipher who the voices belong to, although others, I've never heard before, chanted in a strange language. The yelling voice of Mammon, the kittenish one from Asmo, Beel's constant "I'm hungry...", the serene one from Belphie, the bold one from Satan and the imperative one of Lucifer. Amid all the voices, one called out at its highest, full of grief and exasperation.

I knitted my brows, and murmured,

"Levi...?"

The voice continued to get louder, calling for me, invading and resonating inside my ears. It continuously called, until I reached for the light and at contact, it shown brighter than ever, blinding me for a moment but at the same time showing me to the bearer of the voice. It was indeed Levi and he was, leaning in front of my face, leaning in close, mouth open, to then again rise from his position and place both of his hands on top of my chest and press with extreme force.

He was performing CPR on me. I thought for a moment,

"Am I... dead? How did I die?"

Then, the memories from what happened moments before hit me. I drowned. How could I die so fast, I wondered? I never got to do anything special in my life as far as I know, so can I consider my life, in just a nick of time, wasted away. I didn't know if to laugh or cry, but all the emotions that flooded me came into a halt as I thought better at my current state. I might perhaps not be dead... yet. My conscience was still working. I could feel as Levi pressed hard enough on my chest; hard enough to break my rib cage. I could hear his call, over and over again, of my name. I could feel his lips on mine as he passed his breath into me, and as that same breath flowed through my airway system and expanded my lungs, demanding my body to expel the water filling them.

One more call,

"PAMY! COME ON! DON'T LEAVE ME!"

My body started to sink in the dark ground under me. As much as I tried to hold unto the shining ball of light, my hands passed through it. I sunk further and further until only my eyes were on the surface.

I was afraid. Afraid of the unknown. Afraid of what might happen to me. Afraid to die.

I was afraid of disappearing from existence forever, leaving everything and everyone behind.

I saw the light shine brighter than ever again, before it disappeared, and I was engulfed by darkness.

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