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  "Onii-san." A firm voice calls out, "Heard you made it into that University." she's congratuting me. She looks so proud of me, I never see that, I don't deserve that. "I'm gd, you worked very hard for this."

  "Th-"

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  "Is that you..?" A hushed voiced, it sounds harsh. The person is covered head to toe in white gauze, wearing a long bck trench coat, which goes down past their hands. A single eye is exposed, colored both red and blue.

  "A-"

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  "@&#&..." Her voice, it's weak, her hand in mine, she's in a bed. Her hand goes limp, skin feels cold. Why her? Why not me? She didn't deserve this!

  I didn't try to say anything.

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  "I know you think I'm nuts..." A dark room, with him again. He looks tired, hurt. "But trust me, I know what's coming. I know I can stop it! And I promise man, I'll do whatever I can to protect you!" An embrace, warm, concerned, full of love. "I'll save you!"

  My voice finally sounds clear, no distortion. "Why?"

  ...............A hurricane, not a normal one, so rge I can't see it's end, it's like it's bnketed the pnet. From it's twisted mass, warped clouds that contain nothing but devastation, comes a cw, one made of white hot fme that dissolve the rain pattering against it. The pilr of fmes crashes into the ground, through a building, Shibuya 109. Like a knife slicing through meat, scissors through cloth, a scalpel into skin, the fmes tear the ground apart like it's nothing. Splitting the ground, boring into the core, pulling apart the Earth as if it's nothing.

  Four more pilrs crash into the ground, one a twisting tornado which bares so much force it atomizes anything it touches. Bck death, an abyss which rots all in it's path. A blinding light, that which deletes anything it touches. The st, a cw, made of the pnet itself, concrete and stone, broken metal and shattered gss.

  The storm is reaching down, tearing the world apart. No, it's far above, a cwed hand coming from orbit. I'm stood on a patch on concrete, a crosswalk, destruction surrounding me. Within minutes, the cws annihite everything around me, everything I've ever known. Tsubaki, Sakura, Amagami, my dad, her, everyone, even Tatsu, I can tell they're dead.

  The cws stop, splitting the skies apart, to reveal the bright blue sky above, morning. From them, petals, Sakura float down to the devastation below, the sweet smell of rose and violets tickle the air, covering the burnt ash and spilt blood. What seem to be stuffed animals peek down from the hole in the sky, and fall, rabbits and bears. Rocking horses descend, toy soldiers march through the air, ballet dancers gracefully step on floating ash.

  From the center, someone in long red cloth, which covers their limbs, hides their small looking form. They don't fall, they float, their small feet nding on the air as if it was the ground below.

  Like a fairy tale, they dance a graceful waltz. Blood red eyes, half closed as if they were smiling, joyful, a mad look. Delighting in this hell.

  "Ah..." A sweet voice chirps out, the figure is just above me now, staring down at me. They're holding a toy, a stuffed dog toy with it's chest torn open, one of it's eyes ripped out, a sad look on its face. "You lived. I'm sorry." A genuine apology. "I missed you, I'm so sorry..."

  I look to my right, everything from my right shoulder on wards is gone, cut off so cleanly I didn't feel it, my leg was cut nearly in half, my side is split open spilling organs out. I fall, letting out a blood curdling scream of agony and fury, pain and sorrow, everything is gone.

  The person stands just above me, their soft face is showing an apologetic smile. "It's ok..." With their honeyed words my pain stops, as from under me the petals that surrounded me rise up, building around me. "You need to die for The Garden... It's the only way my dream can come true." They look longingly at the stuffed wolf, a greater look of sorrow than I've ever seen. "You understand, I can see..."

  I feel so tired, it's quiet. "There's no pain in The Garden..." Their voice sounds tired, like me. "Nothing grows in The Garden." Nothing can grow in a garden like this. "Nothing can be in The Garden..." Nothing.

  CRUNCH!

  Red all over the petals, my eyes float above a garden painted red with blood, with this person's love. "Just us in our garden... like you wanted." They said a name, one I couldn't understand. Their voice was so gentle as they did, love spilling from every sylble.

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