come, sweet death || av open
To find himself in such a place was odd, but not uncomfortable.
This strange seaside town to which he’d been transported to…Asphodel Valley. The air was heavy with the stench of death and every soul here cried out for answers to the phrase that had been presented to them upon their arrival. You are dead.
But such wasn’t the case for Kid. He was a death god, a shinigami. He couldn’t die. So why was he here? It both made sense and it didn’t, but he wasn’t going to work himself up about it. Surely, he’d either find a way home or his friends would find him. All in due time. One had to be patient. Gather information. Consider all options and—Kid stopped in his tracks, staring at on object which hung above his head.
It was a simple, round lamp. The stained glass on it, was another story. Intricate designs woven together in a very specific pattern. The colors matched up perfectly on each side, and if you drew a line down the middle…
“Beautiful…it’s so beautiful! The symmetry, precise and neat…absolutely perfect!”
He beamed at it as he walked past, glad to see that something so aesthetically pleasing was present in such a dreadful place. Mere seconds later, and only a few steps forward, Kid heard a loud shattering sound, and he shattered too. Oh no. He turned his head slowly to find but mere fragments of the beautiful symmetrical object on the ground. Somehow, it’d fallen and broken into pieces. Right as he’d walked past.
Kid sunk to his knees in front of it, tears welling up in his eyes as he bent over, elbows and fists on the ground, forehead pressing against the concrete.
“It’s over. It’s gone. Such beauty gone in a matter of seconds. How. Why. Why did this happen. It’s me. It was my fault.”
“I deserve to die!”
Something told Marie she was dead. She already knew she was dead, but this was different. Something was telling her what she already knew, which seemed sort of rude. Or at the very least, it assumed she didn't already know, which meant it didn't know her very well at all. In any case, it was a bit annoying.
Where was this Asphodel Valley, anyways? Even from her vantage point in the train station, she could hardly make out any of the surrounding area through the fog. Certainly nowhere near New Meridian, not with all the trees. And the thick fog spoke of a coastal area, but certainly not one that Marie was familiar with. Troubling.
It was a quiet town, though. She didn't know if it was peaceful yet, but for now, it was pleasant to walk around. But despite its quietness, Marie still felt uneasy about Asphodel valley, though she couldn't exactly say why. Then again, she'd only just arrived, so maybe she'd find her expectations pleasantly incorrect. Maybe.
She couldn't much about its inhabitants, though. Before long, she came across a young boy sobbing in the middle of the road, babbling about something being gone. Marie couldn't really be bothered, but he was right in her path. "Excuse me, would you mind stopping your little emotional crisis for a moment? You're blocking the road, and I would like to pass."
But there was no answer, save more for blubbering and self-pity. With a sigh, Marie nudged the boy with the nozzle of her vacuum. But instead of even looking at her, he merely rolled over. So Marie was forced to prod him until he rolled fully out of the way. Satisfied, Marie continued onward until she came to a pile of broken glass. Whatever this was, it was probably what the boy in black had been crying about. With a sigh, Marie held out her vacuum, and flicked it on. With a groan and a growl, the implement sucked up all the shards, clearing Marie's was once more.
After a few moments of thought, she returned to the crying boy. "In the future, I would prefer it if you did not litter on the roads. There are trash cans around here, you know. Just a thought."
With that, she turned and continued her walk. Some people could be so thoughtless.
