What is happening?

No matter which direction I looked towards, it didn't change.

The scenery which was the place where I spent my peaceful daily life.

Now, it was nothing but death.

Everywhere I look, bodies and mutilated limbs and decapitated heads were evident.

The pools of blood dying the grass into a dark shade of red could be called beautiful in a sense. No, what was I thinking just now? I swear that this was not my own thoughts.

I, didn't want to do this.

I never wanted to do what I did.

But I can't run away from the fact that I let this happen.

While kneeling down, I cried my heart out.

I kept on doing this till tears won't come out anymore.

Soon enough, the vivid shade of red dominated my eyesight.

I made a mistake.

Now, everyone else in the village paid the price for it.

For my stupid mistake, I was left alone.

I want to go back.

I want to return to the time where I was as carefree as the birds flying through the blue skies.

To the time where every single day was a blessing that I took for granted.

The time where I can still see their smiling faces..

This simple wish of mine, dyed with regret and self-loathing could not be heard by anyone.

Such a wish would never be heard.

It's fate was only to rot inside the deep, dark abyss inside my soul that I had created myself.

But as if reacting to my cries, my curse awakened once more.

No, not again.

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Haven't you done enough already?

I, can't take this anymore.

I....want to die.

For the first time in my short youth, I wanted to be released from this endless pain and suffering. Who would blame me? I am certainly not afraid of death by now.

Simply by watching it happen over and over again, my fear had dulled.

But.

I know that I can never be released from my shackles.

As long as this 'thing' was inside me.

I look towards my right hand that was deforming rapidly into a monster each second that passed by. My veins were swelling, and a dark shade of purple covered the entirety of it.

It seems that 'he' was already here.

Figures..

Why does this 'thing' always react to other presences like this.

As I looked to my left with the corner of my eye, my irises that turned as red as an apple's skin felt like it was burning. As if it was being seared in front of a roaring flame.

What was there, was a nostalgic figure.

The only one who watched over me.

The one who helped me grow.

But 'he' was also the one who changed my entire world.

I didn't know if that was really what I wanted now that I think about it.

But maybe 'he' can grant my wish instead.

As my consciousness grew dimmer, and my whole body got filled with an ominous but overpowering strength, I squeeze out the words..

".....Teacher..please...kill..me.."

I could not hear his reply nor see his expression as I lost control.