VAGUE

CHAPTER 14 (PART 4)

CHAPTER 14

-PART FOUR-

"They say a man who lives fully is not afraid of death.

Yet, I have not lived fully, but I am not afraid of death. In fact, I find death intriguing. Where will I go? Will I be a ghost, or will I sleep forever? Will I go to Heaven or Hell? Valhalla? Reincarnation? Do I become one with the stars?

I don't know what I will face when I meet death, and this should scare me. It doesn't, because it's a mystery, and I love mysteries. Many would ask if I suffer from depression if I said this out loud, but I'm actually quite happy. But it's hard to find people who get what I mean.

Death is a painful truth, is what some say. I think Death is a foggy road, and we must get through that fog called life to finally see the clearing. It's yet another path to walk, and who is to say it will be our last?

Life may be the beginning, but who is to say Death is our last path? What if Death is the middle of the story, and you have to read through that to get to a place beyond death? Is there a place beyond death?

But if we go onto the next path after death, will it be our last path, or are we fated to keep walking?" I stated

The sun shone brilliantly and the virescent color of the spring day under its glare was offensively bright and cheerful. It was as if they conspired to show me how the world would go on without her.

It shouldn't.

Everything should be as grey and foggy as my emotions, it should be cold and damp with silent air. But the birds still sang and the flowers still bloomed. Tears began to flow. I was not ashamed. I loved her. Now she was gone a light had been extinguished forever in my heart. I stand in my silent grief I opened a statement to start the funeral service.

"I died many times, many said that when you die, you will meet a robed skeleton holding a scythe. Some said you go to Heaven or Hell. Some say that you are reincarnated. Some say you turn into a ghost, while some say you sleep for eternity. Maybe one of those will happen to you. Not for me, though.
I never met the Grim Reaper's scythe that would take my soul. I never met the pearly white gates to Heaven, and I never went down the stairs to Hell to face my punishment, and hear the screams of the dead. I never was reborn into the world. I was never trapped on Earth as a ghost, and I never slept for eternity.
Instead, as cold tendrils embraced me like a lover, my vision fading and a final breath left my bloodied lips, I felt nothing.

There was no emotion,

no heavy weight upon my shoulders; just the feeling of floating,

of being part of the world...

Of being part of the stars.

Yet here I am living in this reality, living with pain and savoring it because of a very reason, I have her.

Things messed up this past few months with us but I am contented seeing her face hissing or serious, I am contended loving her secretly. She doesn't need to know because I want to protect her. Being with her... let me rephrase, seeing her I felt whole, as if I had found a piece of the puzzle I hadn't realized I needed. She was everything, and nothing could ever be better than this. I didn't realize that I can possibly loss her even I protect her.

I died hundred times.

I died when I found out the truth, I died when I lost my brother, I died when I lost Copper and knowing that Copper and my brother, Knight-Blade are exactly one person... and now I died again. I lost her, I lost the love of my life, I lost my treasure and I lost the one whom I can sacrifice myself for." I let out a sigh as I intently look at the face of each person who attend her funeral. My shoulders began to shake with grief, tears were streaming down my face.