"Please don't die on me! I'm so sorry." Miyuki stared into Evelyn's cold, dead eyes as she laid on the ground.
"Please don't die! I need you! I'm so sorry!"
***
"Glrrk-" Miyuki was pierced in his thigh and bicep, and he collapsed onto the pavement. His could not contain his cries of agony as he bled out from his wounds. He failed Evelyn. He let her die. He let himself die.
"You're a pathetic peasant. I told you that you couldn't kill me. Remember the name of the man who killed you and your beloved. Isaiah, Josephine." He began to cackle.
Miyuki failed everyone.
He shot up in his bed, sweating profusely.
"Ow, fuck." He laid back down as slowly as possible as to not cause too much pain.
Miyuki has been bed-ridden for two weeks, due to the trauma his body endured whilst fighting Isaiah.
After a brief moment of lying down, he panned his vision to his left as he saw the door open. It was a knight from the command.
"You ready for your daily healing? Or would you want me to come help you out later?" The knight asked.
"I'm..I'm fine. You can do it right now." Miyuki turned away to face the window. "I would like to ask, how long does it usually take for someone in my condition to be near-fully healed?" Miyuki had been wanting to ask, but he just never had the opportunity.
"Well, do you want the short answer or the long answer?"
"I'll take both, but do the short one first." Miyuki tried to be a little funny as to brighten the mood.
"Well then, with your body's condition that night, you should have died. Like, there was no chance your body should have survived such strain."
Miyuki was baffled.
"Died? I should have died? What was keeping me alive?"
"Well, that's the long answer. You see, everyone has alot of mana in their body. When you're injured, your body uses the mana to heal it quicker than how your body would usually do it. But in your case, you used all of your mana on your magic and your ability, so you shouldn't have had any left to spare for healing. Quite the oddity."
"That's pretty damn shocking."
Miyuki was quite lucky. Or was he? Since he has to deal with the painful healing process
It would rather seem to be that he is unlucky.
***
"Hey man, could this be the last day you heal me? I want you to focus on healing Evelyn instead. She needs it alot more than me right now." Miyuki rubbed his left arm.
"I mean, if you're requesting it, then that would be fine, but I have to run it by Leonidas first." Miyuki was surprised the knight seemly agreed to his gesture.
"Only if I wasn't weak." He uttered under his breath. Miyuki put Evelyn in that coma, he feels responsible for all the agony that happened to her. "I got her killed, because I was too weak to stand up and help her. She cried for help. She said she needed me. And now she's comatose, because of me." He became frustrated and hit the bed with his fist.
Miyuki began to sob.
"Every night for the past two weeks, I've dreamt about her death, I fucking saw it before my eyes. The look on her face when she was lying there, it haunts me. She looked so scared. I should have killed that bastard, I shouldn't have let him live! If I see him again, I'll fucking tear him limb from limb!" Miyuki's head fell into his hands. "I should have died that night."
"Mr. Azagawa, she's just in a coma, she only died briefly, you shouldn't blame yourself so harshly." The knight timidly looked away. But the healer knew it was best for Miyuki to get all his grief out.
"I still do understand why you feel the way you do, but it's truly not your fault. You were injured, and you couldn't move. You shouldn't continue to blame yourself, you'll only feel worse. I'm sure Princess Evelyn will be glad to see you when she wakes."
"No, she'll hate me. It is my fault. I hurt her. I killed her." Miyuki, still facing down, turned his head slightly to glance at the healer. "I want to be left alone now, could you please leave."
"Oh, of course." The knight was taken aback. Nevertheless, he stood up and walked to the door. He turned, "Do you need me to get you anything?" He asked politely.
"Could you bring me any fruit you have, and a knife, I would need to cut it you know." Miyuki did feel rather hungry at the moment, as he had just woke up.
"Sure thing." He exited the door and left, closing it behind him.
***
A few minutes later, he returned with what Miyuki has asked for.
"Here you go, an applemelon."
"Applemelon? The fuck?" He briefly thought. Miyuki thought even further, thinking about how dumb this world can be at naming things.
"Yeah just hand it to me." The knight walked over, and Miyuki grabbed the plate from him.
He stared deeply into the melon.
"This doesn't look as dumb as I thought."
He turned to the knight, "You can leave now. Thank you by the way."
The knight nodded. "I'll come back and check up on you later." He turned for the door and left.
***
Miyuki stared at the plate. He glanced at the knife. He quickly moved the plate to the side, then took ahold of the knife.
He stared at it intently.