After a very cold shower and a change of robes, Navi finds himself in his quarters lying down on his top bunk while staring at the ceiling in a deep daze.
The *Patter..Patter* sounds of the pouring rain outside shows that it has no plans of stopping anytime soon and the chill of the night evoked a kind of sleepiness that Navi didn't trust he could control.
He didn't dare slip into his half-asleep half-awake state as he fears that he might break the thin balance and slip into the dream world and so, time slowly ticks by whlie Navi's orange iris remains pointed towards the celling.
His eyes moisten up from sleepiness as the minutes slipped by with the pouring rain still on its stable intensity.
Soon an hour passes with Navi's lids half-closed and his body and mind begging for much required rest yet the rain remains as furious as ever.
Two hours pass by.. and Navi is dosing despite his best efforts to stop himself. He should stop, he shouldn't be lying down in this tired state, he might fall asleep soon if this continues.
Red lights were ringing on Navi's head but he couldn't stop himself from slowly slipping into the familiar embrace of sleep or rather, he couldn't even find the willpower to stop himself.
The third hour rolls by and Navi's breath is already even with his eyes completely closed with his mind settled from his thoughts.
He failed to fight it, he fell asleep.. and now, he would have to pay the price!
Breaths soon gets sharp and heavy, fingers gripped strongly against blankets, chest heaving up and down in agony as cold sweat bonds his silky fabric to his skin. With his mind experiencing a very familiar hallucination as well as the pain that comes with it.
Today, as usual, he's viewing every thing for a third person's view while lying in a place filled with unfamiliar snow that seems to stretch endlessly.
Although he has read about it, snow doesn't pour in the Outskirts so everything about his dreams seems directed to break his mind and lose his grip on reality. Or atleast that's how deeply his trauma runs.
One blurry scene after another, each one carrying emotions more intense than the last,..
Emotions he couldn't understand.
Happiness, Sadness, Joy, Pain, Heartbreak, Emptiness, Rage, Love, Hate, Passion and so much more!.
He couldn't handle it!, It is all too much for him and the familiar yet unfamiliar overlapping voices in the background weren't making it any better.
'You could have saved them..
'Why do you always have to play the hero?..
'Why do you always have to be the bad guy?..
'You are a failure, a stain to the legacy!..
'I love you..
'Why don't you just disappear?!!!!!!..
'I'm proud of the monster you've become, The monster the world have created..
'When you look at the mirror, what do you see?!..
Navi didn't have a physical body in his dreams but he fell to his knees while holding on to his hair in ultimate agony. He couldn't take it.
"STOP IT!!!..", He yells in his dream with desperation in his voice.
"PLEASE?!.. PLEASE STOP..", He pleads this time with his voice completely shaky.
In reality, Navi's body is currently shivering like crazy with his muscles toned up and blood leaking from his eyes and nose.
The subtle sounds of his agony was completely covered up by the pouring rain preventing his room-mates from hearing him.
*RUMBLE*, A flash of lightning shines through the window showing his terrible state as once more as he suffers in utter silence.
"MAKE IT STOP!!, PLEASE!!, I CAN'T TAKE IT!!!..", Navi screamed and begged for anything and anyone but the pain only got worse with the mental torture of emotions getting more and more intense.
Hours passed and soon, he can only try to breath as he can no longer fight the pain or emotions overcoming and becoming one with him and then finally, a specific scene amongst the thousands of blurry ones slowly became clearer.
The pain didn't stop or reduce in the slightest but the slowly clearing scene caught his attention with the sounds from the scene slowly gets louder and the visuals clearer.
Footsteps echoed over rocky floors with the sounds of dripping water in the background as he looks at himself or rather a young boy who feels like himself.
The young boy no more then ten years old is seen meditating in a wide room of absolute darkness. With his back turned to Navi's point of view.
There is a blood covers claymore sword Place by his side and his martial robes were in shades of midnight black barely outlined in the cold darkness of the room as the boy keeps on with his meditation without so much as flinching. He didn't even seem like he is breathing.
*Step*..*Step*..*Step*..*Step*..
The approaching footsteps got louder and closer but the boy didn't as much as flinch as he keeps his icy posture.
Somehow, Navi began to feel what the small boy is feeling at that moment as the footsteps approached him. Dread, hatred, anger and an underlying layer of care that he absolutely despised!.
Despite the turbulence of emotions running through the young child, his mind remained calm almost as of his emotions were completely detached from his body and instincts.
Soon, the footsteps stops just a few feet away from the meditating boy. A tense silence remains for a while and then a cold female voice speaks out.
"Turn on the lights..", She orders coldly.
*PÎM*..*PÎM*..
Massive slates(Lamps) of extremely bright light placed on the ceiling bursts out in light in an instant immediately after the woman's order as the state of the room gets illuminated.
The light shone was so sudden and is so blinding that Navi flinched even though he didn't have a body but yet this young child that feels like himself, younger and smaller than him didn't at all flinch despite his open eves.
His pupils didn't even contract as they calmly reflected the image of a tall and cold looking woman standing just less than five feet away from him. The tall woman is also looking down at him calmly.
The woman Navi is seeing was dressed in a way he've never seen before, infact everything about the style of this environment is in a way he've never seen before.
The room was in a simple massive square while coated entirely in sets of plain square white tiles even to the roof. If empty it would look like an ocean of white with the only exception being the massive slates of lightings(lamps) on the roof.
As for the woman, she is wearing a red one-piece office dress that looks especially sharp considering the aura around her figure. The red shoes accompanying the woman is completely unfamiliar to Navi but he somehow recognised it to be a pair of high-heels.
"Wow, look at the state if this room.", The woman says coldly in slight approval with her gaze scanning the rooms present condition.
She is speaking in a language Navi is completely unfamiliar with(Japanese) but yet he could somehow understand every word.
Just as her calm gaze roams around the room, Navi's point of view follows but what seizes him isn't astonishment but shock!.
Bodies!,.. dead bodies and chopped bodies,.. blood,.. dried blood, dark blood and flowing blood. Limbs,.. hands, legs and even heads!. This isn't a white room, it is a freaking slaughter house and,.. and the only likely person that did such a slaughter is..
HIM!..
No, no.. it's the little boy sitting calmly at the centre of the massacre!.