Getting used to

Dark. It is so dark. And pain. It also hurts everywhere.

“I can see your fingers twitching. It seems like my baby has woken up.” The dark haired man is saying while smiling.

“... A…” The fog on the face of the girl has reduced to some extent. The only left covered area by fog are her eyes and hair region.

“ I understand you are in pain. I also know that humans need water, but I do not have any. Bear with it my darling.”

“ *sigh* Wh- Who are you?”

“Darling. Baby, I… am someone who saved you. Now hush.”

“... “

“Now my darling. Since you are in pain, and there is no way to stop your pain, we will need to distract you. “

“Oh”

“ Try to feel your body. Take a breath and see where it goes. Tell me when you see two bulls fighting each other.”

“Ok.”

“Darling, take some sleep.”

The conversation took quite some energy from the girl.

She soon went into a deep sleep. The dark haired man just glanced at her and again started looking in his glass ball.

Celestine’ s POV:

It is still dark.

This is the second time I have woken up after all that happened. I am abandoned. In my last life, when I was full of hope, in this life, when they want me to go to that hell hole.

*Sigh* At least, by cutting it off, I am alive.

But,... it is so dark.

That voice said, to feel inside my body.

Hah… Let’s try.

Take a deep breath slowly.

Hold it.

Release it.

Again.

After a few tries ….

Take a breath.

Let it feel your lungs. Feel as it swells. Once filled to the brim, the air flows downward. The air slowly passes through the blood vessels to the fingertips.

As they pass through the blood vessels in the arm, the arm slowly gains back its lost energy.

Ugh. It hurts. It- it feels as if…

“ It feels as if you are a bottle and there are two things fighting inside threatning to break it.”

“... Yes.”

“ My darling, you have to control them.”

“... “
“Oh my baby. My darling, you are a vase.”

Something cold is touching my cheek.

“If I put two kids inside a room, and the kids are the kind who hates even listening about others let alone seeing the other. And the room is fragile. Then, the end result of it will be destruction of the room.”

“... “

“So, I will need to control them if I want my room in a good condition. Those two kids are the cause of your pain. Your body is the room. Work hard baby. I am proud of you. *Muah*”

“...”

S-So scary.

I have to control them.

…

I am dead.

Let’s first, separate the two balls.

It is going to be hard to get used to.

Chapter end