My Destructive Euphoria

Prologue

*WARNING*

There is use of mature language and self harm ahead!

Read at your own risk.

Eritria's POV   

Here begins another shitty morning yet again. Sometimes I wonder why I am still breathing in this messed up world. Why should I continue living when I already lost the will to live?

So just like every other day I got out of my room only to be irritated by the curtain which parted a little, letting a thin ray of light enter into this goddamn house, ruining the darkness my mansion has been submerged in for months.

I hate anything bright. It annoys me a lot.

Descending down the stairway I reached the windows and fixed the curtains with an irritated sigh ensuring that not even a ray of light enters into my house.

Even though this mansion is all covered up, with only two things in it silence and darkness I can still see my surroundings that no norms could do.

So, yes, this is my life; all fucked up. I'm tired of trying and hoping that someday I could easily just laugh and see everything in an optimistic way but that hope vanished years ago and I won't struggle again to seek hope; Not in this life at the least; Never.

And if you think I'm just a normal dummy, think twice.

I walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Well, I think it's exactly about three days since I drank or ate anything; never mind. I'm already used to it for I was trained to be like this. To be the living entity that has no will to live.

I was about to go upstairs again to sleep but someone walked in through the door; that someone being the only one who has the courage to barge into the mansion like this.

People hesitate to pay a visit now because a few days back some rumours spread round the neighbourhood about this so-called ‘Haunted House’ that I live in. I don’t actually care about any of the stupid gossips these idiots have conjured up in those cranked brains of theirs.

"Good afternoon to you, Milady," said this crazy woman. I think her name is Willy? No I think it was Wilh… Oh wait it was Wilhelm; I guess? Ugh, I don't really need to think so hard about useless things now, do I?

"Have you eaten up? I prepared food for you today, Milady," she said while putting down the dishes of food.

I just ignored her and continued to walk back to my room.
"Oh come on, eat darling. For your health, please..." the crazy woman said while pointing at my skinny body that showed clear signs of my hatred towards life.

"Why do you even care? Get out," I said with my authoritative voice.

"I have news for you Milady," she said.

I turned around to look at her for I know whenever she reports, it's bearable to waste my time to listen to her, knowing she has the information I wanted the most.

"What is it?" I asked.
"It's about the thing which you have been looking for months, Milady," she said while looking straight into my lifeless grey eyes, "The sword that has chains all over it; somehow… I discovered where it is now,”

"Just fucking spill it out," I spoke with irritation lacing my voice.

"You see we got a glimpse of it in a university and I assure you that the sword is hidden in that university," she stated.

"Why didn’t just get the sword then? You're wasting my time," I said in a bored tone, I find it tiring trying to speak to humans.

I was about to leave when she uttered those mere words that changed my whole fucked up life.