FATE, THAT REMAINS.

( my idea. 15/10/2025. ORIGINAL!!!)

The figure that stood near my window. either he or she, I didn't know. he's brighter than the light. femininely yet masculine figure. white cloth covering him. his long bright blonde hair. I scanned the surroundings and that figure. His eyes are covered with a blindfold that's soaked in red.. blood? Suddenly, eyes that seemed to be on top of his head, opened fully and looked at me.

I stepped back, hesitated and suddenly I couldn't move. I froze. did he do it?..

"tell me, what's your wish?", he asked, voice that's echoing in my ears, sending ringing and makes my head hurt.

Crown of Fate.
that's his name.

In this world,
Some people believe we can go back in time after we died. Some believed we straight away go to either hell or heaven. some even believe we reincarnated into a new person's life..

those words make him laugh.