Chapter 74: That Stain Is Not Coming Out

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A/N: Here's the next part of last week's short story. I have one part in the pipe after this one, but I realized something when I looked at my schedule; since that'll be the last chapter until the Arc 3 hiatus is over, that would be one week/chapter release shy of uploading on this fic's one year birthday. So, to rectify this, I have decided to upload the first chapter of Arc 3 as a teaser for ACT THREE for this fic's one year anniversary/birthday. So expect to see that chapter on the 18th!

Anyway, please enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 74: That Stain Is Not Coming Out

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As light began to refill YN's consciousness, he fully expected to find himself in the white expanse once more, the one he had originally expected.

But this was different, once more.

His mind and body both screamed longingly for something but YN didn't know what. He felt like he needed something essential, but couldn't quite pinpoint what that was.

Suddenly, feeling that need satisfied, that sensation caught his weary conscience by surprise.

It's... air, I need air. I need to breathe...

Learning what he needed, the desire built up once more.

I need to... wake up... and breathe—!

Again, the need was met. But neither time had this felt like it had been done on his volition.

No... I need to on my own... But why can't I? How am I getting air if it's not myself doing it?

Feeling one more rush of a sated desire for breath, his consciousness felt more empowered, like it could begin to take over more functions.

I can't breathe... not yet at least. A few more of these and—!

As another wave of air entered him, he regained his vision, or perhaps had been able to finally open his eyes. He couldn't tell which.

But while his vision was blurry, the bright, familiar hue of blue that filled him was a crucial clue to his current state.

Seeing it fade away to a scene of white, it quickly returned, bringing with it the satisfaction of another breath.

That's... Rem... She's—!

As the air filled his lungs again, more control was levied over to his consciousness. This time, his feelings were vaguely remade.

YN could feel himself laying in what must have been a puddle. It was cold, and his waterlogged clothes felt heavy, almost like a weighted blanket upon him.

Seeing the hue of blue ascend back up the white heavens above, it returned once more right away.

With more air filling his body, his touch regained its feeling in more intimate areas, notably, his lips.

A soft cushion, filled with compassion and kindness laid upon them, giving him the gift of continued life in his current condition.

Rem is... Rem's giving me—!

Departing and returning once again, another breath of life was given to YN, the last she would need to supply.

Fully feeling his body return to himself, a new great desire built inside him.

I gotta... I must thank Rem!

As her lips had just finished pouring in her own breath for his own, YN's body worked faster than his mind could. Wrapping his arms around the girl, he pulled her in a full embrace, not letting her lips depart just yet.

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