DIE! DIE!

The chains furthered in me as they tied my onto the wall and my neck was a part that was targeted. It was as if he were choking me to death yet the dealing of hesitance persisted. 

We both couldn't agree with each other. Perhaps, I was the one who shouldn't have forgotten my own past. 

I had always been desperate for help before, but I'd never spoken out nor accepted it when it was always proposed and within reach. 

I avoided society even when it was aiming to get me back in a better way. I never looked into the good of life, I never reached my full potential back when I was alive at that time. 

What could've been different? I could've tried harder and trained myself to be stronger. There were so many things I could've done that I never thought of possible for how I thought of things. 

I've accepted a despicable and dishonest life of pity. Only because I let myself be by the action of a minority of the world's population. So many things could've been differently led in that life. 

At least I helped her. 

"Alright, kill me!"

"Huh?"

He stopped as he lifted himself up with his bloody tears coming to a stop. 

He was confused and angry as I'd just abandon my new life with his actions in this realm. 

"Why do you give up?"

"I came to realize something. I don't deserve to lead another life."

"Why?!"

"I was desperate and weak. As to look strong I neglected others and secluded myself knowing the fact that I'd become a coward. I'd lived horribly due to what I dealt with, even so this opportunity should've gone to another one. So at this point of realization I can't think of accepting it."

I was doing the same. I was letting myself go to my former self as my realization came to me and my option remained similar to my former. However he seemed to be changing after hearing me. 

"I don't get it, you didn't acknowledge our life first? Now you don't acknowledge the opportunity you've been granted?!"

"That's right, and I won't acknowledge it until we both come into terms."

He began to panic as a large pool of blood formed and the room largened. We didn't know what to do and accept at this point. So all we could do now would be to accept each other which would be difficult on its own.

I liberated myself from the weak chains and crawled to myself who'd remained in the chains as the pool of blood grew covering his feet. 

He couldn't move, and it was my only opportunity to save myself with the hammer that formed on the side. 

My form changed as I lifted the hammer and broke off the chains and carried my younger form into a different realm I'd form to reveal an island. 

"Why?! I don't understand you at all?!"

He lifted his face and we both saw into each other's faces. I had the form of my older version before I'd die and he was my younger self. We were both different but we realized our acceptance of each other and the area around us got distorted. 

"I just don't understand you?"

He questioned me, or more so our final judgment. 

I looked him right in the eyes and with my weakened former body spoke my final words as my body deformed to my regular form of a baby. 

"We are..... but now I am Viole, Viole Shariac."

His eyes lightened as small tears formed in his eyes and his body deteriorated into powder of light floating in the endless space of the dream. 

He disappeared as light and I awakened in my crib. I thought to myself as morning arrived. 

I will live seriously in this life.