The tightening grip of our embrace. To the darkest floor of the ocean, filled with the light of happiness, surrounded by fishes that became an audience to the happiest day of my life. With the doubt and regret being washed away into the ocean floor's calm current, It is the happiest day of our life… Of my life… “~sniffle…” Tiny bubbles started to form on the inside as Mirai began to breathe heavily, and her tears started to pour out. It slowly rises from the bubble that covers our face and left to continue its path, slowly rising. “I brought you your pair of clothes. Do you wanna put it on?” I said as she continued to hug me. She still has her swimwear. I could feel that she was starting to feel cold as she shivered from every second we stayed. “~sniffle… okay.” I gave the clothes to her. It feels comfortable from how it was knitted; it looks rushed, but overall it was okay. Maybe this is one of Seraphim’s clothes. As I gave her the clothes, I looked away as she put on her clothe

As I slowly worked my way up to the sound of the book being flipped. Time is slower when you’re thinking of doing something mischievous. One step from the tat. Two steps on the staircase for a mischievous thought. Three steps as I get closed without her noticing my presence. Mirai was too focused on the book that she was reading. I stared at her for a long time, admiring her dedication to reading the book. It was thick, covered in leather, and had a fantastic design style to the front. She was also taking notes on the side as she fumbled her hand on the book’s thick parchment paper. I slowly walked towards her without making any noise. Slow tippy toe movements as I continued to stare at her. Then suddenly, Mirai moved. I started to panic that; I just stood still like a log. Then I noticed that she was just gonna stretch her arms. Maybe she was getting numb because of her position? She continued to read the book. As I slowly made my way toward her, I sat down beside her. Then stared

I can see Ataru in the mirror. I could see myself from Ataru’s eyes. Ataru had a white hair and blue eyes. He has the same face as me but looks dead and tired. He also looks malnourished. Ataru was looking at himself in the mirror and was trying to call someone. “Hey, Aki. What should I do now?” {Aki? What does he mean by Aki?} I wondered why he was talking to himself in the mirror and calling a name that I was familiar with. Why does he look tired? Why was he hoping for a release? These questions started appearing as I properly saw Ataru’s image in the mirror. “Is there any way I could change what happened that day? Is there anything I can do to stop these images inside my head? Is there anything I can do to stop myself from remembering those things?” Ataru was starting to get red. His voice is beginning to get hoarse. “Aki… Aki… Talk to me…” {Is this the same Aki I know?} I said to myself. My head was so confused about what was happening and why I was inside someone’s body tha

The emptiness of life within the darkness absorbed my thoughts and dreams as I stared into the ceiling of the first house where I resided. Its darkness clouded my vision of happiness, and I simply let it play with my life like a blood flow, slowly, painfully, excruciating, as it corroded to what I thought I would never get. Then my life turned around, and I looked back from the light as I had already embraced the darkness. The fleeting sense of life was slowly moving away from me, but I ran. I ran as fast as possible to catch up to the people in the light. They held out their hand, waiting for me to grab it. Gleefully embracing, sense of relief. The light that I grab in the darkness of life. A once empty space has now been filled with the light of happiness and was slowly being rebuilt to once what consider was a ‘normal living.’ “Yeah. That’s what life is, right, Seraphim?” I said as I was enveloped by the light, instantly blocking all of my senses. Welcome To Black Space—0/3=

I could hear the hourglass ticking, slow ticks with a 0.0001 interval in my perception. As this happens, I feel a sense of Déjà vu as we continue to fly forward into the enemy at a fast rate, like there was no danger in front of us. My thoughts and body tell me I've already experienced this scenario. I could hear that distorted wave in my ear as the monster launched an attack on us. We were still blinded by the crimson-colored light from the light the eye had created and the miasma altering our senses. With the help of the early enchantments, we can keep up even though it was too hard to see and move while covering our eyes with one hand and holding our weapon on the other. [Flame: Give me Eyes. Time: Accel.] With no seconds to waste, I cast my magic to give me the sight of my surroundings using my flames. I discarded the flame by creating small fragments of it and gave it my eye, enabling me to have a 360-degree view. I accelerated my thought process to properly work on the eyes I