The dark room held his heart in its hardest grip.
A woman had her hands on her soaked face, tears streaming down uncontrollably. She stayed curled to herself in the corner of the room. Two other women sat on either side of her, quiet.
"Why do they keep leaving?!" She screamed into her palms. "Why?! Why am I the only one suffering even when I try and try to make things fine? Why am I the only one in this god-forsaken family hanging on?!"
The sob was a hysterical mess.
Those eyes dimmed from behind the small crack on the wooden door.
"So selfish! So ungrateful! Why… why couldn't he tell me?"
Tsu removed his hand from the door, unable to knock. Ah. Even though he was alive, it was true. He died.
He killed himself.
Tsu couldn't bring himself to make ends meet. He stepped away.
And never, did he look back.
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Was that a dream?
It wasn't like it mattered.
The rain poured onto the weary young man all so vengeful. His heart, however, thumped all so clearly with all those beats perfectly echoing throughout himself. He had all his senses a trillion times sharpened and in fact, everything seemed more real than reality had always been. Of course. After all, he'd gone and reborn again.
He pursed his lips and stared into the rippling puddle between his sprawled legs. His eyes reflected on them and were somehow better than mirrors themselves. He never knew he had such pretty dark amber eyes.
Like his mother.
He gripped his soaked hoodie.
The signs above him illuminated neon red against the dark sky. The bustling city behind him occupied his ears a little too much with the many lives of people. He had always felt detached but that day, it was beyond merely isolated. He looked forward, away from his reflection.
That suspicious individual had told him the barest of information but he got the gist of it. He was no longer one of them.
Silence occupied him, too, despite all the noises. The mountains and forests and all those had taken him in, somehow in those short amount of moments as he sat on the sloppy wet pavement facing towards the mountains.
Yeah.
He couldn't go back. Even if he didn't die, he couldn't- he just couldn't face his mother. He bit his lip, blood trickling over.
Unlock options.
"Unlock," He mumbled. Nothing happened. He gritted his teeth, gripping his hood tighter. Angel's Drug, huh? "If you drove me through all that hell of a delusion and stripped off of everything I had- killed me off just to bring me back as something else then just for once, give me a place in this world."
The system's message continued looming beside him.
Tsu laughed in disbelief. Ah… everything hurts and he can't even die.
"Kill me." He rested his face in his palms. "But that's not in the option, right?"
God dammit. Immortality and isolation; are those what he got? He'd be happy to trade it with the hell of a useless water ability Sena had.
Sena… right. None of this makes sense. And if they don't… Tsu leaned back onto the drenched walls. Philosophize.
His head was one hell of a mess. He could just cry. Maybe he was already crying, after all, he'd always been one sensitive guy. That aside, wouldn't it be just impressive for someone not to be crying in frustration? Oh, how lost he felt.
He stared off at the neon red sign above him, flickering in the pouring rain. Ramen.
True happiness…
His mind snapped.
"Hey." Platinum curls tumbled down his withdrawn face.
He opened his eyes to meet surreal flamingo pink eyes beneath those dark blue shades. Something poked out of her coat and a little jerk of his head to the right led him to see the tilt of a katana.
"Are you like me?" Tsu asked, his eyes widening.
"I don't associate with slumped-up people on the streets." The girl broke out into a large grin. She let out a small laugh. "It's dangerous for a powerful ability user like you to be out unarmed, you know? Mind a little nudge?"
A... what?
Tsu bit his lip as smoke enveloped him whole and he once again fell into a deep slumber. Only this time, nothing hurt.
Click.
All that remained in his fuzzy mind was the illuminating pink.