Tetsuko didn't feel the blade beheading her.
But she did feel a great pain afterward, as if her body was being torn apart from the insides
But now she knew what the familiar sensation was.
It was the pain of her soul being ripped from her body and dragged into another world.
But it only lasted a moment.
Then there was nothing. Only her mind drifting.
Where, the blacksmith had no idea.
So this is dying...
Before she could stop herself, she let out a low chuckle.
At least now I remember how it ended.
How many times do I need to die until I can rest?
Or perhaps I'm not allowed to rest.
Tetsuko did remember her last moments in her original world.
She remembered the faces staring at her. She remembered the hate.
I feel no remorse for the way I lived my life, but perhaps that doesn't mean I can move on. I'm to keep living as a sword, deprived of what gave my life meaning.
The former blacksmith also remembered closing her eyes when she sensing the heavy blade coming down at her neck.
I couldn't see. But I know.
That was my own blade... Once again, I died by my own blade.
And this time, she remembered it all.
The thought that her life had ended by a sword made by her own hands gave the blacksmith a gruesome relief even she couldn't explain.
They heard my last request.
Tetsuko tried to remember the sensation of being beheaded, but no matter how much the wanted, she remembered nothing.
She sensed it, but never felt the blade slicing through her beck.
Never felt the pain of being beheaded.
All she remembered was a sort of calm as the crowd before became silent.
No... I couldn't hear them anymore... And then...
Then there was the pain of having her soul being ripped apart from your body.
Tetsuko tried to check her neck.
But she no longer had one.
No longer had hands.
No longer had a body.
At least it was a painless death. Being apart from your own body can have its advantages, I guess, she thought, looking around.
The darkness around her thickened.
Sighing in her mind, she closed the eyes she didn't have.
So this is going to another world?
I thought I'd would be like those stories about being spirited away. But I guess reality isn't like those children tales.
Tetsuko let her mind drift into the nothingness she was.
She thought, but there was no answer.
Right away she knew the other woman was no longer with her.
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Tetsuko was a blacksmith. Ever since she could remember, her life revolved around swords. And when she died, she became one. I'll be posting this novel on Royal Road as well