He felt an awful among of pain in his members. liquid fire sunk into his veins, electricity running in his muscles. His skin was melting around the stone, merging with himself. The pain was growing again, his knees didn't hold him long, he tried to stand hardly against a locker putting all his weight against it. The impact between his head and the metal stunned him a bit so the pain decreased a little. Few seconds later, the pain was back, centimeters by centimeters eating his body harder each seconds. Jirou tried to keep his dignity so with all his might he managed to keep standing up, his heart was panicking because of the stone which was way too close.
The stone which kept merging with him, was melting his skin and was almost ready to touch his sternum. The terror couldn't be held anymore, he wanted to run away, the fear made his hearth pound like, it was for him, an earthquake. His contracted muscles were threatening to tear his body apart . His fingers looking around his neck searching for the string of the necklace to rip it with all his strength. The string broke but the stone stayed inside him. No matter how hard he tried, the stone was not moving out. His skin was tearing apart, the thick and red blood flowed slowly on the floor.
We could say he was the definition of pain , all his body was just that word, pain. The panic was quickly replaced by stagger. His back was sliding against the locker slowly, until the floor stopped him. He was having spasms in all his body. His legs twitching against his will, exactly like his arms. His stomach convulsed, harder and harder every seconds. The acid raised up to his throat, burning whatever it touched.
His body was just pain, electricity tortured his organs, the fire keep flowing in his veins it was like for him getting stabbed in the heart. The flood of blood didn't stopped, the vomiting nether.
He wanted to die, he wanted everything to stop. All his body was covered by blood. His vision blurred but in the fog, the last thing he saw was the glow of the stone.