A Day In The Fated Future
Location - Unknown
(Blair's POV)
If what Dazai said is true, then the stories between me and "that girl'' are definitely similar.
For starters, we were both "angels" who had a reserved seat somewhere in the heavens above, in a world too far for any "mortal" to reach.
From there, we were born and raised to be taught how to reach and even maintain our destined position amongst those who would be called "elites".
And, (as much as I hate to say it), with a major part of society being built off chauvinistic principles, a woman's "grace" and dignity was just as important as her blood. Without it, she was better off dead. Especially in a cold and tragic world like the nobility.
To lose that grace meant to lose a valuable trait.
Only danger and tragedy awaited those who couldn't protect it. In this context, "hell".
And yet, through a different series of circumstances, both of us arrived at the exact same conclusion.
We lost that grace and fell from heaven. With clipped wings and sullied feathers, we continued to crash and burn in "hell" for all of eternity.
But here's my thing.
While the destination may have been the same, how we arrived there was far too different.
Despite knowing the consequences that it entailed, "she" willingly made the reckless choice to abandon her grace and family, therefore losing her ticket to stay in "heaven". All in the hopes of pursuing her dream for a more simpler and fulfilling lifestyle.
Me on the other hand..…..
I didn't get the fucking chance to chose.
*Sigh*....
Feeling a little frustrated with my thoughts, I turned on the sink and rinsed my face. Afterwards, I stared into the mirror for a while.
Since I was so lost in my delusions, I almost didn't recognize the woman staring back in the reflection.
It was times like this where I needed a smidgen of hope to keep me going. But I think I knew just the trick to cheer me up.
Placing both of my hands on my cleavage, I tried grabbing for a certain item that lied "inside" of me.
My palms sunk into my skin like a pool of water as it reached for the item that rested deep beneath my soul. Once I felt it lodged in my hand, I slowly pulled it out into the material world with a balled fist.
Opening my right palm, I laid my eyes upon a beautiful yellow crystal. Its shape was a perfect third dimensional rhombus with a bioluminescent glow that would remind you of the elegant sun in high noon. This "gem" clearly spoke of a beauty unrivaled by not even the most expensive piece of jewelry.
According to a special someone, the story behind this particular crystal intertwined with the story of a certain god. However, the full details are something even I don't know about.
What truly mattered though lied in it's involvement with a particular "contract" I made to a certain man several years ago.
In exchange for a particular service, I was granted the "second chance" I had been yearning for so long.
The story behind that "contract" is something that I consider to be extremely personal. Because to know what happened then, would be to know who I was and the tragedy I've been through.
As such, it wasn't a story I would want to talk about to anybody.
Not even to Dazai.
Besides, a woman gotta have her fair share of secrets too, you know. Because if she doesn't, well, where's all the fun in that?~
In any case, there was a reason as to why I pulled out this gem. The warm and affectionate light that it gave off was enough to put a smile on anybody.
Just seeing it filled me with determination.
Oh, and vigor too, I guess.
But as I was embracing its lustrous shine, I suddenly recalled a lovely conversation I had with that same man from long ago:
"One day, somewhere in the faraway future, you will meet a certain boy. In time, that boy will become the man that may bring your lost dreams and ambitions to fruition. The life that you two would share would become one untethered by no shackles or tragedies. You will no longer be stuck in the past but rather, enjoy the prosperous future you always desired."
"My my, what an interesting prophecy~ You're speaking high praises for a guy who doesn't even exist yet." I replied, sipping a nearby cup of tea.
But the man simply chuckled, before staring at his hand and balling it into a fist.
"Oh, but it's true, you know. Remember, the future is mine to command after all." He said, before helping himself to a cup of his own.
I smiled, assured to see he was speaking truthfully.
"Heh, I suppose you have a point there. Then pray tell, "my lord", what's his name?~"
"Dazai Crowley."
"Oh? How lovely."
"I suppose so. But what's most important about him is that he will be the one that will change the very shape of the Omniverse. Such is his "fate" after all."
Hearing his words, I looked towards the landscape below. As we sat upon a particular "vessel" that floated high above the clouds, we were able to see all the miscellaneous cities and civilizations below.
"So he'll be the one that would bring a glorious change to this miserable planet, huh." I said, while rubbing the time of my cup with my index finger.
"Not "just" this planet. He'll bring about an era that'll influence more than just Yggdrasil itself."
Suddenly, a quick smile fell upon my lips.
"Sounds like the kind of guy I would want to marry~"
"If you deem him worthy enough to be your husband then be my guest." The man stated.
However, he then explained something else, as if hoping to prevent misunderstandings.
"But know that I am not telling you this solely for that possibility. Only you have the freedom to decide what he means to you. Preferably, I would ask you to wait and see his true nature for yourself before you make any hasty decisions."
"Hmm. The freedom to accept or reject, eh? Now that's a first for me~"
Although I spoke in a joking manner, with the way the man clenched his hands in response, he understood the true meaning of my words and eventually felt sympathy.
"Tell me, what is it that you expect out of me? To be his friend? Family? Or perhaps you want me to be his teacher like I did "her"?"
As I spoke, I rubbed the head of a particular girl who was sleeping on my lap at the time.
"This time, I'm not asking for much. But if you really must know, all I want is for you…to cherish him."
"Cherish, huh…."
Then I thought for a moment.
If this boy's fate was to change the very future of existence and non-existence itself, then clearly he would need someone to steer him on the right path and provide him with proper guidance.
In other words, he would need a "teacher". Something that I already have experience in.
Though, at the same time, I can't help but feel rather reluctant to do so. Because the last time I did something like "this", it ended up in disaster.
However, if he truly had the capability to bring my own dream to fruition….to give me the normal and fulfilling life I always wanted then…could I seriously turn this opportunity down?
It's simple. I can't.
I wasn't born and raised to be some coward who refused to take risks because she's too afraid of losing everything. No, I'm much braver than that.
After taking a deep breath, I muster up the courage and energy to respond with a cutesy smile and endearing tone:
"Heh, yeah I can do that no problem. Just leave it up to me!~ I'll give him so much love, you'll think we're husband and wife!!~"
If I'm going to live my life with someone else again, then I swear I won't "fail" like I did before.
I just need to take this matter…a little more seriously. I simply just need to "devote" myself.
….Even if it means I got to "fake" it till I make it.