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━━━ ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ ━━━
In death, there was nothing.
In death, there was only the endless void. Empty save for one's self. As dark as a star-less night sky.
But there was no more pain, no more sorrow. The void being my only companion now.
I did not mind it.
For I couldn't remember how I'd gotten here, how this void had come to be. But I still remembered an echo of pain—a betrayal that I'd so desperately wanted to escape from.
No matter how hard I tried, I could not recall what it had been.
But even so, I was now relieved that I did not have to feel such things anymore. That in the empty space, there was no more pain. And staring out into the darkness... I found that the darkness began to stare back.
Something rang, an echo that filtered in through the nothingness.
It sounded familiar somehow—that cry.
A cry of anguish. A bitterness that I could almost taste on my nonexistent tongue.
It was a sound that only grew louder. A scream, that was what it was. Though I was not sure how I knew that, how I knew that the sound was full of such pain...
Was there another? Another besides me inside this void?
The scream halted with an echoing hiss. As if a fire had been extinguished—and only ashes remained.
The sound was replaced with a voice, a muttering that grew louder. Though it only spoke a single word.
A name I felt as though I should remember, something that struck familiarity within me.
The voice was much softer than the scream. A voice that beckoned me further into the endless. A sound that pulled at my heart in a different way than that scream had.
That scream—
Come with me. Come with us.
Fade away into the emptiness. Become who you have always wished to be.
Nothing, I said towards the darkness. I wished to be nothing.
