1 Prologue

I wish I hadn't taken that offer. I wish that I wasn't ever put through that. I wish for so many things, but it's too late. I'm left with my thoughts in this void. Nothingness and darkness surrounding me. I guess this is what death is like.

Fuck

What would've happened if I didn't take up the offer? If I declined it. Rejected it. What if I ran away, leaving the problems in their hands? What if I took her with me? Running to the forest and living there. What if I didn't fight? So many people suffered, and I'm not excluded. All my comrades, they didn't deserve it. She... She didn't deserve it. None of them did. They didn't deserve the pain and agony that I had caused them.

I shouldn't have gotten them involved, should've dealt with it myself. If I known it would've been like that... I don't know what I would do. I was controlled, wasn't I? I don't have control over my head, or my thoughts. This goddamn power... It makes me lose my mind. Why... Why me...

I regret getting involved. but I didn't have a choice, did I? There wasn't anywhere for me to turn to. Nowhere for me to go. I guess it is my fate. There was no chance, nor any hope. This was set from the get-go. Why?

A blinding light forms in front of me, lighting up this endless void I'm encased in. Something comes out of the light after a moment... It's a woman? She floats over to me, and stays close. The warmth she gives off, I don't want her to leave my side. Her face visible to me, it seems so familiar. Like it is something I couldn't ever forget... But I can't put the pieces together.

"Daiki..."

She says to me, placing a hand on my cheek. It's so warm and comforting. She looks into my eyes, and I start to feel again. I can feel myself again, and shivers are sent up and down my body. My face covered in tears somehow.

"Daiki, to move forward... You must take a step backwords..."

The woman fades away, but the lights don't. I feel ground beneath me, and I'm now sitting on soft, green grass. The light forms into the shape of a mirror, and something show's through...

Is... Is that my room? God, please. No...