A world without pain, a world without worries and only happiness.
This world was only a description because such a world couldn't exist, how could there be a word for day if there wasn't something called night in the first place?
A concept of eternal happiness could not exist, theoretically, realistically, etymologically, conceptually and even logically.
- But what if we could decide what darkness would be in this light?
Mercy opened her eyes, relieved of all pain and suffering.
She couldn't say why, but she felt happy, she didn't understand anything, but she knew she didn't need it anymore.
The space around her had also changed, the stellar ocean replaced by a white void, but not so empty.
A few steps in front of her, a person was standing. Short black hair, fierce eyes but shining with a warm expression and devoid of any clothing.
