We have no future...
Later, there were too many regrets in the unknown variables. No one was willing to truly let go of all the hurt. We were all carefully protecting it all. We looked forward to the flowers blooming in our dreams, but the flowers eventually withered and people could not come back.
"It's agreed, then it's settled. Whoever goes back on his word will be the puppy."
Her voice sounded in my ears again, no longer as pleasant as before. This voice hit the nail on the head. I think you are lonely, so I am here to accompany you.
I realized that the first thing to disappear after death is hearing. They are so noisy, so noisy... Then the world became empty and I didn't know anything anymore.
When I was alive, I thought that if I worked harder, we would have a better future, but there was no future. They were monsters that sucked human blood, and we were weak beings. According to their words, it was "hitting a stone with an egg." The stone remained calm, but we did not know our own strength.
What is it like to live for the dead? I have never thought about this question. It is very interesting. It seems that it is not just empty, without desires and desires. There is a feeling of "not taking pleasure in things and not feeling sorrow for oneself". You only need to meet the minimum requirements of the person who lets you live. But she only let me live, regardless of my sadness, joy, and happiness. I live like a puppet. Without her, living is just living. Then I will break my promise! But, is she going to heaven or hell? Where should I go to find you? So can you not want to die? Can you not want to die? Let's live towards death together.
Intention: I want to stay with her in the ivory tower. I will guard her for the rest of my life.