*tac*

*Tac*

*TAC*

Sounds of footsteps echo in this space as I stand on this cursed deformed cross. I wonder what was my mistake, no, what was my sin, that brought me to this cursed situation? Was it being born? Was it not acting at the moment I blame myself the most? Was it the one of whom I can say is my best friend? Or was it-

『Say, what is the feeling? 』

Whoever said that is the dis- no, even though he is a disgrace, he is still not the one responsible that got me into this situation, well, maybe one of the reasons, but no, HE IS CERTAINLY NOT THE FUCKING MOTIVE THAT DRIVEN ME INTO ALL THIS SHIT!!!!

『What happened? Did the imp eat your tongue? Or don't you know what to answer? 』

And that damn voice, for some reason, even though this freak doesn't speak in the 〖common〗 language, not only can I understand it very well, but I hear it as if it's coming directly from my head giving an aura of sanctity. Holiness right? I don't know how that's the only thing that comes to mind when I try to describe her voice, even though this little shit is anything but something holy or sacred. If I had something to describe him, it would be-

『Demon? Well, you are not wrong in that. 』

He said with a shrug of his shoulders, as if I hadn't even bothered him. Well, as he said, he is...

[Wait. Can you read my mind?]

The bastard looked at me, and with the most frightening smile I have seen since I arrived in this damned castle, said:

『But of course. This cross is not only a means to arrest you and prevent you from escaping, but it also serves to connect me directly with your 〖records〗, in fact, that is its main function. 』

I looked at it, and there suddenly came a disgust and hatred so intense, that for a moment, I felt as if my vision and consciousness simply blurred and I couldn't differentiate my surroundings.

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But just as it came so suddenly, it was just as suddenly gone. In its place, what took hold of me was a huge, bottomless depression.

I looked around and saw again what was around us: bodies, several bodies. Bodies that were once my companions, to tell you the truth, maybe that denomination is not completely correct, but still they were people I worked with until I arrived in this room. Looking at them I saw one particular corpse, a woman, and without even being aware of it I started to cry. Tears fell all over my face. Aaaaaah. When? When? WHEN WILL I STOP SHEDDING TEARS FOR SITUATIONS LIKE THIS? HOW MUCH MORE MUST I SUFFER? TELL ME, YOU WHO HEAR MY THOUGHTS, HOW MUCH MORE MUST I SUFFER?

『...』

I cried, I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I cried, I cried until I had no more tears. I cried, I cried until my hatred vanished. I cried, I cried until everything no longer made sense.  I cried, I cried until I calmed down.

Seeing that he no longer had that hateful look, as if the whole situation was comical, that playful look, a look where you could tell he was feeling immense joy, I say with a hoarse voice that lacked any strength, a foz where it would be the image of weakness:

[Say, was it necessary? This whole shitty situation was really necessary].

『... I don't know. I honestly don't know, I wish I could say, "Agar, your death is necessary, your death has an extremely important reason for the world and everyone in it, your death will save many," but you know, even I don't know how to say that. To tell such a lie, I may be a demon, and precisely because of that, I cannot lie to you. 』

Not here, Archelaus. Arqueus shook his head sadly and sighed, a disappointed, pitiful and above all hopeless sigh.

I looked at him, and felt a spark of sympathy, even though I hated him with all my being, I saw in him something reminiscent of me and my whole situation.

[I see, even you have things that are out of reach].

He looked at me half surprised, and I saw a myriad of feelings in those red eyes: hatred, anger, hopelessness, despair, affliction, anguish, but most of all I saw a deep sense of conflict, a sense of which was very much expressed in his face, with a deep look of incomprehension and consideration. Looking at that stupid and silly look... I laughed, I laughed at him, I laughed at my situation, I laughed at my life, I laughed at the world, I laughed at everything.

He looked at me with a face of even more incomprehension, as if it all made no sense to him, as if he was asking himself why, that even though I was in a situation like that I would still laugh like a madman. He had this look on his face for a while until a spark of understanding flashed in his eyes, at which point the bastard laughed like a madman next to me.

[HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...]

『HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...』

At that moment, the only sound there was our laughter that echoed throughout the empty castle, where there were only the two of us still alive.

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