Continued From: Seal Her Away... My Only act of Mercy
Kita’s eye opened to darkness all around her, a void. The void Ulquiorra had trapped her in for her own safety, but was it. Here with no sound, no feeling, taste or smell; only her memories. The unlocked memories, century upon century, flowed over her, slowly flooding her mind once more. Memories that bore no scar to her, no mourning for the deaths or wrong doings she had witnessed, nor fear of them repeating nor pain of their effects, memories of history past. Memories of fact and information; information of humans, souls and gods. Things only trusted to the seraph, a living breathing library of vast knowledge.
Here, in this void, she was left to ponder the thoughts of existence, a thing that has no beginning, no ending; only the cruel cycle of soul to human to soul again. Following the cruel cycle called existence. A cycle not just created for the seraph, but all forms of life: Human, Soul and God. It was the never ending battle to see who could manage to survive the next. Living or soul; there is no difference nor will there ever be. They both share this cruel cycle.
“They are here, and no one will escape their reach. Not even me. This fate has wrapped its hand around us all and only the one affected can stand against this fate.” A deep sigh escaped her. “Master, Kisuke, Juushiro; all unarmed, drifting in the ailing tempest of revolve alongside time.” Slowly her eyes closed again. “In the four centuries, in which I have witnessed the actions of gods. Never, has my heart felt so heavy nor have I wept for another, but now. I would give up my seraph soul to save them all.”
Her mind went silent the void surrounding her once more then a voice, serene, warm, light; a god calling her by her seraph name.
“Sumi. It is time.”
Continued To: A Tricky Game of Tag
