It was all a blur, Malva was only vaguely aware what happened as she slipped in and out of consciousness. Being taken care off by masked figures, sometimes he would be there. But he wouldn’t talk, keep her company in silence.
Her body felt heavy, the few times she attempted to move she could barely, everything hurts, her skin was bruised and covered in wraps and bandages. An IV drip gave her fluids and medicine, she had no clue how they fed her though.
The passage of time was meaningless, she hated closing her eyes as it’d just reply things over and over. Stop….no more…no more!
Malva woke up with a gasp, sitting up straight, though laid back down right away with a groan. Squeezing her eyes shut because of the light.
“Ah, you’re properly awake” a voice spoke, she looked to the source, ah…him. “You…Yveltal…” was all she could say, the man shook his head “Raum, that is my name, but you’re not incorrect as to what I am” Malva sighed she recalled it now, he pulled her from the rubble “why…You keep saving me but…why?”
Raum was silent for a moment “You deserve a peaceful death, I am here to give you a choice”
She looked at him groggily, he placed down two items, a vial with something and a plague doctor mask. “The vial is poison, take it and you will sleep but not wake up, or you can have more time, I’ll see which you choose…” Raum walked out, leaving her alone.
Malva looked at both items, that mask meant joining him…Join him and that cult…The poison meant she would be gone like that, it made her curious as to what it was…
Several hours passed, it was mostly just her staring at the ceiling blankly, till finally looking back at the items and reached out…She took the mask.
