The Zenith - CD End Posts 6/6
Back in the trial room, Lau Fei laid on the watery ground. Despite the fact he was bleeding, the water didn’t seem to be exacerbating that. They just laid there, compliant, and cried silent tears as they gripped at their wound and stared into space, muttering to themself.
Your personal devices washed up, bubbling from beneath the water right to your feet, unharmed and undamaged. The water hadn’t clogged them up, thankfully. Library Miku also emerged from the depth, damp, but unharmed. For a moment, all she did was stare.
Juniper rushed over to Lau Fei’s side, dropping to their knees and pressing their hands to his body to staunch the bleeding. With their free hand, they grabbed Lau Fei’s in their own and squeezed. Soothing words that weren’t meant for your ears came from their lips.
“Stay with me, Fei, I’m not letting you go like this,” Juniper said.
Lau Fei just smiled dizzily up at Juniper.
“...I’m sorry. For everything.”
Too little, too late.
Erika reaches down to check her phone, make sure the makeshift prison for the entity beyond human understanding is still functioning. They’re not sure how to feel that it is. Miku Prime effectively sealed, Lau Fei laying on the ground bleeding. People en route to come save them. They should be happy, shouldn’t they?
….No, because they know how much the people they love are going to be hurting from that last action. An exchange that they were powerless to stop, but that’s a small comfort. As everyone else is recovering from all that, they walk over to pick up the gun, holding it loosely in their grip as they look down at it.
It would be so easy. A turn, aiming it. A twitch of their finger. What’s one more gun based death on their hands? She’ll already carry the regret of all the other blood the rest of her life, what’s a bit more?
….
She puts her phone into her pocket, and–after making sure the safety on the gun is on–the gun follows into another pocket. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, they face the group.
“Okay, here’s what we’re going to do–We already know that the cops are on the way, and personally,” they pause and look at Lau Fei’s crumpled form. “I’m not letting you take the easy way out. You’re gonna have to live with all this shit and what you’ve done. None of the rest of you are killing him either, you hear me? We actually have a goddamn chance of getting out of here, so we’re not fucking it up by killing Lau Fei. We’ll just… Just have to take turns watching them until the cops get here, got it? Just for a while.”
As you had gained the desperately-needed room to breathe, the pounds of bricks weighing on your shoulders slowly crumbling to dust. It was time to leave this SEKAI, wasn’t it? Likely for good, for the most of you.
“...I’m going to send you back now,” Library Miku said with a gentle voice. “...Don’t be a stranger.”
Perhaps even Mikus feared loneliness too.
One by one, each person who hadn’t stopped Untitled on their own was lightly tapped and returned to the college, the faint scent of dust and rubble mingling with the aura of being lived in, something the building hadn’t experienced for decades: being a home. One could expect it to be properly demolished in due time.
May 4th, 2:39 PM. Some of you had not slept in over 24 hours by this point, and those who had could only fit in short naps. Outside of those who were left in charge of babysitting Lau Fei in the infirmary, the remaining group, 12 in all, dispersed to transfer items they wanted to keep to their own SEKAIs and to catch up on sleep while awaiting the authorities to arrive, courtesy of Alette.
May 4th, 7:47 PM. The sounds of footsteps outside crunching among the grass and voices shouting for signs of life breached through the windows. With the help of ropes and tools fed in through the basement windows, as well as cushioned padding within the courtyard, the group was able to safely and securely descend through the third-floor classroom window a couple of hours later.
Authorities ascended upwards soon after to retrieve the injured Lau Fei, treat his wounds, and take him into custody Despite all the anger and rage from before, Lau Fei goes without a fight.
With everyone being loaded into police vehicles for transport somewhere safe, those who could speak fluent Japanese were held for questioning, and ultimately everyone was safely returned to their homes. Emotional scars could last a lifetime, but at least… at least you were home. If you were lucky, life would return to normal soon enough.
And still, should you seek it, your SEKAI’s file remained on your phone, with your virtual singers patiently awaiting news of your safety, provide emotional support, and give you a true pathway to your dreams. If only you chose to do so.
After all, wasn’t that what a SEKAI was supposed to be for?












