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!"
