—The emotions I received back then are still firmly etched in my heart.
What could it be?
I don't know, but it's like the sky that you can't touch even if you stretch out your hand. It seems very close, but it's actually very far away.
Everyone has longed to be loved, to be noticed, to be cherished...
Can.
A world slowly coming to an end, a world closing itself off, a world without a response.
You can't grasp anything, you can't feel anything, and nothing exists.
perhaps.
I did indeed possess something, something important, something I can't forget.
but.
At this moment, however, it turned grayish-white.
"What's the point of living?"
Yes.
I have tried to end it all many times.
But when faced with death, they are so weak and powerless.
The sky (the gate) is right in front of me; if I just push it open, I might be able to escape this world.
This is a world where there are no gods.
Despite countless prayers, only my own world responded.
"Is there anyone...is there anyone who can save me..."
Reaching out, moving a finger, trembling lips, even so, they still pleaded.
This is a harsh, unreasonable world that only hurts people.
—Someone, please save me!
I don't want to die yet...
Even in a world where there is no redemption.
But I still want to pray to the gods to save me.
The world that can only be glimpsed from a corner, through the sky (the gate).
The shackles are gone; as long as you shout and take a step, you can escape this world.
Can.
What am I really longing for?
I don't know, I don't understand, I don't get it.
Perhaps, I once tried to step out of the sky (the gate).
but.
That language, that look, that sarcasm.
It negated my efforts over the past ten years.
They are doing things they hate every day.
Whether it's learning swordsmanship or studying.
Even though I hate it so much, I still have to force myself to keep trying tomorrow.
but.
But the result was...this is the ending.
I've never asked for anything, not even happiness or stability...
It shattered and destroyed in a mere moment.
Since that's the case.
Dear God, why did you grant me life?
The meaning of living.
What exactly is that?
I have no idea.
The emotions I felt then are now just a fleeting dream.
I can't grasp it with just my own two hands! I simply can't!
yes.
There should be no gods in this world.
Yes.
There are no gods in this world.
Since that's the case.
What is it that I am yearning for?
With these shackles on, perhaps this is how my life will end.
No one can hear my cries, and no one can respond to me.
perhaps.
This is how the gods treat themselves.
real.
I'm so unwilling to accept this...
Can.
Yet they have no choice.
That sky (the gate)...
That kind of world should just collapse.
If someone can actually hear it.
I pray for you sincerely.
Even if it costs me my life, please, have mercy and let this world, filled with emptiness, despair, and darkness, crumble.
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"Who are you……"
"Why would someone offer such a prayer...?"
"However... I can sense your despair right now, so..."
"Ah...what a cold, dark, and warm world you are in..."
"I... Vergina, the Forbidden Witch... am willing to be the goddess in your heart, to answer your prayers. Such a world should not exist..."
—When did you receive those feelings? Please remember them firmly in your heart now.
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