/jp/ - Otaku Culture

"-----, -----, -----"
My consciousness is breaking apart. It's only a matter of time before the cavern collapses. The ceiling's crumbling down and the ground is becoming a pile of rubble.
"-----, -----, -----"
My joints are stiff. It hurts to bend my limbs. My nerves are hot. Hundreds of blades are growing out of my body. An inescapable death by skewering.
I am the bone of my sword.
I already knew that. The 'time bomb' was activated when I used projection. This end has already been determined.
"-----Ha, ah-----!"
I'm crumbling apart. I'll shatter if I continue. I'll shatter to pieces, like so many rocks on the ground.
...I'll still make it. My body's dieing but I won't lose myself for a day if I stop now. Only a day's worth of life prolongation, but right now, I would love to have something so insignificant. Just a day. An hour or even a minute. If I can live, I want to stay here as long as I can, no matter how miserable it may be.
"Haa, gu-----!"
A crack. Not outside, but inside. The nucleus accumbens in my cerebrum breaks. The part that administers the principal of behavior, the linkage to pleasure. The most important part of life. Life is the pursuit of pleasure; without it; humans would turn into beasts. It's not convenient. I still want it. I want to keep my memory for as long as I can, but it's disintegrating. The pain of eating my fingers doesn't stop the memories from fading. I'll disappear more if I walk on. I won't make it. I won't make it. Even if I do make it there, I probably won't remember what I need to do. So I should probably stop here and wait for help-----
"Yeah, I remember."
But. Somewhere outside my body there's a big reason.
"Sakura-----let's go see flowers."

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