7 A Wish to Incinerate (2/2)

Memories then came flashing again back into me, but this time it was our household, as a whole. There were these memories that every flashback of it, feels like having a giant boulder laid upon my back in stacking order. Yet, I knew, that dwelling in the past is not a very authentic choice judging by my situation. I must move on, towards an obsolete future that my brother made opaque and unclear. To my surprise, my eyes suddenly became watery and it became heavy. What I felt next were tiny droplets of tears flowing through my cheeks. I- I cried. At that moment, my heartfelt so much lacuna, a hole that is by far, the most disparaging to behold, knowing that I will never see my family talk in front of me again or inspire me the same way as they did before.

In a world which I knew nothing about, surrounded by corpses of my loved ones, feeling empty inside.

”I”

”am”

”Alone”

So I thought, and yet, a gracious tap in my back, which appeared to be from a goddess awoke me from my melancholic trance. The tap was so warm that it erased the part of me that thought that I am all alone, abandoned and despicable.

”Hmm, you like to be intrusive,” I said, in a slightly harsh tone and yet deep inside I was ...a little grateful.

”You are not alone Jaiden. As long as you are under a pledge with me, you never are.” She said while looking at me on the eye that expressed great compassion.

”That sadness you are feeling. Taste it to your heart's content as it would be your last to feel of it, just like the last jest of anger prior,” she added, while slowly turning her attention towards the mansion which I requested for her to burn without a trace, along with the happy moments and memories, that I encountered on that place. A place, which was a symbol of wealth coalesced with undaunted kindness and picturesque visage is now a massive tombstone of the people whom I treasured.

I then noticed that the tears eventually stopped flowing... or maybe it's just that, I again lost my ability to feel the emotion... tagged as sadness. And yes, it turned out that my hunch was spot on. The clock-like symbol of my contract with Lacrimosa again took a turn, this time towards the third threshold.

”Congratulations on obliterating sadness. That leaves you nine emotions to go before your wish upon this goddess is completely fulfilled. Now that's what you could call progress”

”Hmmm, how do you want me to react to being congratulated, in this state? I am not trying to be manipulative to a more supreme being here, but could you please burn this place now?” I replied as if I just heard the most sarcastic drivel ever.

”You sure you are not? Just jesting. Yes, yes right away.” the goddess responded.