(Rose)
Bleue is winning.
I still have frightening anguish and terrors currently. Every night, I fall into the abyss.
But every morning, Bleue is there to help me recover and continue.
R - It's something more... It's more than my twisted psyche finally being freed. These nightmares, it's my thorns, my darkness flowing away, but not only. There's something else coming with it.
B - A daiûa has noticed... I can begin to feel it as well you know. Your torment, your woe, they spread like a smell. And something is on its way to hunt it.
R - I feel so weak with the nights I've had... I can't run. I'm scared.
B - Have some faith my love. She would go back and forth to Hades is holding you. Let's take shelter over there first.
I'm feeling lost, but I follow her, holding her hand nervously. I'm scared...
B - I won't let you go.
I feel like I'm crawling my way out of hell. She's supporting me as my Virgilius...
Her hand is a gust of fresh air in this warm summer and my lost self.
My mind is in utter confusion as of late. All I can feel is that I'm crawling out of hell.
And that something far that can see and smell the wafts of hell, is now coming after me. A monster. A nemesis...
I shiver as I hear a laugh in the distance. A terrifying laugh.
Bleue heard it too.
R - Victoria... Charlotte... It can't be...
How doomed can I be?
R - Bleue... Please, protect me. These are my sorrow and guilt. There are my sins coming back to haunt me. They're the family and children which I've ruined. Death wasn't peaceful enough for them to rest. Their bitter souls came back and will not rest until they will claim mine...
B - How I love when you talk like that, Rose!
What did I say? I'm scared!
Because I can feel my fatigue, my body so heavy and my mind so tired and shattered, vomiting sorrow and hatred through every scar.
I'm not myself.
I need help.
I'm holding onto Bleue's hand desperately.
My mind is in utter confusion.
I don't recognise the tools Bleue's carrying and clothes she's wearing. I missed something.
I don't recognise the outskirts of the city we're nearing to.
There's a yellowish glow covering it. We're running in there through the main street.
We head to what must be a grand theatre. Bleue and I feel attracted to this place.
A voice within our head calls us there. We hear it more clearly.
Has it been days since we were called there?
I feel like I've skipped chapters, and am running blind and confused behind Bleue. Bleue knows what we're doing here and why. What have I missed?
Are we but pawns in something bigger? I'm so lost...
B - Come on Rose, we're almost there. We'll be safe. I was expecting this.
R - How... How can you be so sure?
B - While you were passed out last week, a friend came to meet us. Well, she came to see you but... Since you weren't feeling well, she discussed the matters with me instead. She told me a few things, one of which was... Well... I think you will see in a few minutes...
A friend... Does she mean Blume? I...
Bleue is looking at that tool she holds in her hand again. It's a radio I think. Who gave it to her?
As I'm confused, suddenly we see the sky clear out.
Light is pouring down from above, making a rain of pearls and glow scatter the clouds.
It's not real though. I think I'm hallucinating something.
I see Ann, by the corner of my sight, smiling in a wicked manner at me. I hear Victoria. I hear Charlotte, Ivan and Alan. I see Horanah, laughing as she raises herself into the sky. My mind is broken...
I see brambles of flesh and thorny vines running along with us in the street.
I'm vomiting a dark goo filled with an apricot scent.
R - Bleue... My mind is... I'm hallucinating heavily...
B - Okay... I'll do it here then. It can't wait anymore.
Do what?
She helps me to sit against a broken car. We're close to the immense theatre that seems to continue glowing in an attractive manner.
She takes the small radio into both hands and plays with the antenna. I hear odd noises.
I hear a voice coming out from it. Bleue replies and speaks to it. It really is a radio...
I understand that the plan is a little short circuited.
I understand that I was bait...
Who...
Which friend used me as I was unconscious, as bait for a monster nothing less?
R - ... Whom?
B - I'm sorry Rose. You did miss a chapter while you were out. Help is on the way. Let's try to get inside now.
Bleue carries me.
I'm assaulted by the hallucinations of my guilty past all along the way.
I see the sadistic smile of Ogre in every shadow. The monster is still tormenting me...
Death has lost so much of its prestige in this world. It doesn't bring peace anymore.
Although, now that I think about it... My oldest demon tortured me from beyond the grave long long before I arrived here...
R - Bleue...
I vomit blood all over her. My belly hurts a lot. My mind is a mess, and my body has begun to follow in its collapse.
And seeing Bleue with a shocked and scared look on her face, now covered in dark stinking mud, it horrifies me.
I'm the monster...
She grabs my hand again as I try to step back in fear.
B - 'Fear not fairest! I wish you no harm. The time of deliverance and peace is just a few feet away! If you would believe in me for just a moment more, you will see our salvation!'
R - Why are you talking like this amuses you?
B - Well... Because it does.
We, hunted, played and used in a dangerous plan;
Me panicking, collapsing, body and mind.
Her, laughing...
I'm losing my mind.
Out of breath, we enter a very large auditorium in open garden. Like a theatre of antiquity.
I see the bolt of fire in the sky. The foe wrecking my mind is upon us. Well, one of them at least.
The dark harbinger of punishment is landing like an angel, a few steps ahead from us.
Her skin is pale grey. Her hair is white. Her feet are translucent and white, purely. Her haze is severe, cold as death and ice. She looks like she would kill us on this very instant if she were to forgo her virtue.
She doesn't, because she's the one Bleue called with her radiophone a minute ago.
She's no friend I recognise. But she looks like...
My mind is screaming in pain, as I'm tearing apart, and so does my body now.
I turn around to see another angel falling from the sky.
A bolt of darkness not unlike my ogre...
A titanic beast of hatred, a human eater when it can.
It found us. It found me...
But it now faces her instead.
The shapeless beast looks at us, shaping itself like a very large and tall human. The sight makes me scream in terror, as I think I recognise the worst of my hallucinations standing firm in reality again.
The white one isn't moving. She's looking down for a moment, as if she were feeling sad.
Bleue is pulling me on the side of the theatre, leaving the two demons to face each other.
The darker one is looking at us as we escape. But it doesn't come after us either, because it saw the other one, the white one, and knows why it's here for.
The one absorbing all light is now looking at the one radiating light more and more.
They're facing each other in silence. They don't need to make grand gesture or taunt each other.
I can't care. My mind is melting from what invisible things both of them radiate heavily around.
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