When the dagger stabbed into my chest, I seemed to be able to clearly hear the sound of my heart being sliced open.
The warmth of my body seeps out with the blood, and my mind becomes clearer and clearer.
I was so scared that I didn't even feel the pain.
I asked, hearing a familiar voice trembling.
I was horrified to find that what came out of my mouth was not why, but what I was.