[Fic - Nightmare (Chapter 1)]
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paradetherainThis will probably be a multichapter fic. I'm not sure where it's going, exactly - I have a rough idea but not a solid one - so updates might be... sporadic.
Title: Nightmare, Chapter 1
Rating: This chapter is... PG? Will increase in the future.
Summary: Voices calling out that no one else can hear is never a good sign. No matter who you are.
You scream and cry in their grip, a thousand nightmares over and over and over.
You realize this is the future, this is what will happen, that there's no way to stop it, it's already been decided.
You realize that it's useless to fight it.
You'll fight anyway.
Because you have to.
--
Isamu sighed as he rolled out of bed, staring at the clock. Six AM... too early for most people to be up, but he had gotten used to it. He dressed quickly, wanting to get out of his room and away from his bed, lest he fall asleep again and... have more of those dreams.
The Mall wasn't that far away from the dorms, but the fog unsettled him. Maybe it was the way that there were things - Shadows - squirming around out there, or maybe it was just the way that it masked everything. No matter what the reason, it was best not to dwell on it.
When he reached the Mall, he paused, trying to decide which direction to head. He looked down at his COMP and sighed. There seemed to be a large concentration of demons to the east... he should probably check that out. Summoning Taraka, he made his way over.
--
You're fighting and you know it's useless.
You're trying so hard and it's only earning you more blood spilled, blood of your allies.
You do a thankless job. Your only rewards are pain and death.
So why?
Why do you fight, little one?
You can't escape the future. You can only walk towards your own impending demise.
--
The large group of demons turned out to be nothing more than a group of Pixies playing. He observed them for a while, before moving on to check other areas. Vaguely, he wondered if he should eat something, but dismissed the thought. He would grab something eventually. Besides, he was running out of macca again... it was probably time to go hunting.
The giggle of a child brought him out of his thoughts, and he looked up to try to figure out where it came from. For an instant, he thought he saw a young dark-haired boy smiling at him, but when he blinked, the boy was gone.
"-niverse. Universe..."
He tilted his head, trying to find the source of the voice. "Is someone there?"
A passing demon looked at him as if he was crazy. He sighed and waited for the demon to pass before calling again. "Hello?"
"Universe arcana... where are you? Need... you..." It wasn't really words. Not audible ones. But the words were there all the same.
He turned, and frowned at the plain black door that appeared behind him. "Here?"
"Yesss..."
... He shouldn't. He had no idea where this door led. But the voice said that it needed him, and if someone was in trouble... he couldn't let them just suffer.
"All right." He opened the door, and stepped into blackness.
Title: Nightmare, Chapter 1
Rating: This chapter is... PG? Will increase in the future.
Summary: Voices calling out that no one else can hear is never a good sign. No matter who you are.
You scream and cry in their grip, a thousand nightmares over and over and over.
You realize this is the future, this is what will happen, that there's no way to stop it, it's already been decided.
You realize that it's useless to fight it.
You'll fight anyway.
Because you have to.
--
Isamu sighed as he rolled out of bed, staring at the clock. Six AM... too early for most people to be up, but he had gotten used to it. He dressed quickly, wanting to get out of his room and away from his bed, lest he fall asleep again and... have more of those dreams.
The Mall wasn't that far away from the dorms, but the fog unsettled him. Maybe it was the way that there were things - Shadows - squirming around out there, or maybe it was just the way that it masked everything. No matter what the reason, it was best not to dwell on it.
When he reached the Mall, he paused, trying to decide which direction to head. He looked down at his COMP and sighed. There seemed to be a large concentration of demons to the east... he should probably check that out. Summoning Taraka, he made his way over.
--
You're fighting and you know it's useless.
You're trying so hard and it's only earning you more blood spilled, blood of your allies.
You do a thankless job. Your only rewards are pain and death.
So why?
Why do you fight, little one?
You can't escape the future. You can only walk towards your own impending demise.
--
The large group of demons turned out to be nothing more than a group of Pixies playing. He observed them for a while, before moving on to check other areas. Vaguely, he wondered if he should eat something, but dismissed the thought. He would grab something eventually. Besides, he was running out of macca again... it was probably time to go hunting.
The giggle of a child brought him out of his thoughts, and he looked up to try to figure out where it came from. For an instant, he thought he saw a young dark-haired boy smiling at him, but when he blinked, the boy was gone.
"-niverse. Universe..."
He tilted his head, trying to find the source of the voice. "Is someone there?"
A passing demon looked at him as if he was crazy. He sighed and waited for the demon to pass before calling again. "Hello?"
"Universe arcana... where are you? Need... you..." It wasn't really words. Not audible ones. But the words were there all the same.
He turned, and frowned at the plain black door that appeared behind him. "Here?"
"Yesss..."
... He shouldn't. He had no idea where this door led. But the voice said that it needed him, and if someone was in trouble... he couldn't let them just suffer.
"All right." He opened the door, and stepped into blackness.
