Two red guys sitting in the dark. The one, who's supposed to be there, isn't. And the one who's not supposed to be there, is.
November 20, 2023 at 7:56 AM
Notes:
Shortly, my attempt on making a denpa-like stuff. My future DHMIS fanfiction visual novel would be actually a denpa, that's why I tried to make that a little insane. If that's a bad example and I need to write the denpa better, write me how exactly it should be. Thanks in advance.
I woke up in some weird place. There was nothing but a darkness, a pitch-dark, cold emptiness. Why am I here, and how did I get here… I do not know.
Maybe, it's some punishment I deserved for something? Maybe, it's my nightmare? Or a purgatory? Or even… the Pandemonium?
“Hau…” someone whined softly. I turned around to see whose whine was that. It was… me?
There was a body of a person that looked very similar to me to be just similar. It's like… the other part of me has been parted from me. But for what reason? No, I'll ask the better question… Why did that happened to them? Or, me? I don't even know whether it's the real me, or not!
That other one had a deep, brutal scar across their chest. Most likely, there was no blood pouring from it. So, it can't be called a scar, I think. This must be a more serious wound, which probably can't be healed.
Their eyes had no life. They looked like they're made of glass, for the dolls. They were looking upside, with a sad expression… Or, I should say, the sad smile. They were smiling, but why? I guess there's nothing to smile in that situation.
I looked down at that creature… and did nothing more than that. They were breathing heavily, causing the wound to look like it was expanding, and whining softly and sadly. Oh, how I wished to help them, but I had no first aid with me. And… I couldn't help, even if I had that.
I couldn't move. I could just stare at them slowly dying. The tears started streaming down my face, as I realized that we both were this helpless. Both that creature, because they were dying and there was nobody to help them, and me, because I could do nothing but stare at them.
Then… a little chuckle escaped my throat. “Heh…”
Why were they dying? Why can't I help them? What should I do right now? That's what I asked to myself, but some more chuckles were my only reply.
I grabbed my head, trying not to laugh at that. I became the one to breathe heavily, my eyes open wide, and the tears were now mixed with a little sweat.
“Ngh… hee hee… huff, huff, huff…!”
That creature slowly started to close their eyes, accepting their fate. That was impossible to look at! Why!? Why couldn't I move and try to help them?
Yet, the response was only this… I raised my head up, as if to the sky, which there was not, took a deep inhale and… let out a loud laugh. My voice sounded non-human, like I was not the one controlling my body. But… a demon.
“Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, aah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!”
I immediately sunk my hands deep into the wound that was on that already dead creature's chest, started to break the bones, tear the flesh, and make the bloody mess of their vital organs. Yet I ripped their heart, of which I decided to take a special care. And, with each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite, each bite… it was gone.
As I looked at my own hand, covered in a layer of bright red blood, and on the mess that was left from that creature…
“Uu… uooaaaAaAAAaaAaAAAaaaAaAAahHHh!!!”
I let my inner demon escape from myself, with a loud, desperate scream. A realization came upon me, as I was spectating that corpse, which was mutilated by my very own hands. Or, were they not my hands… but a claws of some demonic beast!?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
That was all I could repeat to them, like a broken tape.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…
And then… I found myself back in my room.