It's pretty damn short, but I can't think of anything else to write, bite me, beware, spoilers for episode 5 of Umineko the game.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
As I return to life, I can only feel pain. Something.....something is sticking out of my chest. A sword of red, holding me in place like a moth. But....I can't even think about that....all that I can see in front of me.....is the woman that is drapped over my impaled body.
No, this is....not a woman....
When I try to move that broken body of mine.....even that minuscule movement breaks the husk of a woman. It falls apart.
Fool....
There were things I could not understand, riddles I was unable to solve and memories I could not bring back to life......but......surely I could have answered every question, solved every riddle and resurrected every memory if I had just kept at it!
Instead I had given up. Thrown away my ability to think and drowned myself in my own misery. That was without a doubt my sin.
But through all that, through all of my stupidity, you stood strong. Sneering, taunting, toying with my mind at every chance you got. You were, without a doubt, my enemy.
So why...
This game was just between us. And that was all it was. A game. Our Game. I never realized that simple fact until the very end. This was a game between us. To me, you were an enemy. The witch that toyed with mortal lives, like a cat toys with a mouse. Infinitely cruel, infinitely shrewd.
Why did you.....
The moment I thought I could win, you pulled out a new trick, a new twist. Always just a step ahead of me, pulling my strings as if I were your puppet. This was your game and I gave up on it. And you waited patiently, until I was returned to the seat opposite of yours. Until I was looking at you again with those hate-filled eyes.
Fool...
You said this was an eternal torture and it was. How much did you suffer through it all? How afraid you must have been behind those sneers and taunts. But no matter how much you were hurt, you stood strong. You took it all in, let loose that unrefined laugh of yours and tricked me anew. Compared to me....you were infinitely stronger.
You were always waiting, the entire time I kept on denying you, the entire time I could not grasp even a single truth from your web of lies. The entire time those witches hijacked our game. You waited and waited while this game you could not win went on and on.
Through all my ignorance you waited.
And the game ended. I died, unable to defend against the cruel truths the witches forced on me. I had stopped thinking and this was the equivalent of my death. You had stood there, hoping and waiting, waiting for my return, for my answer to their riddles.
So....
And now I found it. In the abyss between the fragmented realities of our game. By continuously, without ever stopping thinking, searching through every possibility I found it.
Why....
The truth. The truth behind all the tricks you had thrown at me with that sneering face.
Now....
The answer to this stupidly hard riddle of yours.
Why couldn't you hold out.....just a bit longer!
äWithout love it can not be seen!ô
Now I can see it. I answered every question, I solved all the riddles.
But you aren't here anymore. You, who withstood everything up till now.....gave up.....just...before.....I à....figured...it...out!
Time had ran out.
The game that was stolen from us.....had found its conclusion without either of us......and after seeing me die..... you had given up......on me.
Because I had been too late. Because I had been unable to see the truth sooner.
äFoolô
That single word is accompanied by my tears as I force it out of my constricted throat, all the emotions I can not express in any other way are pushed onto that. I begin to shout in my misery.
The husk that was her body has crumbled to ashes.
äWhy give a time-limit for such a stupidly hard riddle in the first place? Why couldn't you have just spit it out without all the stupid riddles and mindgames!ö
And between the the falling ashes I can see a flash of gold. The torn remains of a golden butterfly. I grab the torn butterfly and hold it in my hand.
More tears fall. Because I understand.
You....foolishly bet everything....on this miracle.
You, against all odds, put your entire hope, in me solving your riddle. This one in a billion, one in a trillion chance, you wagered your very existence on it.
And I reached it...that miracle of yours.....I finally, after all that hardship, after all that pain..I finally reached the peak of Mt. Purgatory and found the true you.
But....even that miracle....that on in a million chance...of me just reaching it....was not enough.
You had waited long enough.
I was too late.
And all I can do...is grasp the remains of your soul and hold them to my chest.
I found the truth too late...but I promise...I promise you
I will never lose it again!
----------------------------------------------------------------------
As I return to life, I can only feel pain. Something.....something is sticking out of my chest. A sword of red, holding me in place like a moth. But....I can't even think about that....all that I can see in front of me.....is the woman that is drapped over my impaled body.
No, this is....not a woman....
When I try to move that broken body of mine.....even that minuscule movement breaks the husk of a woman. It falls apart.
Fool....
There were things I could not understand, riddles I was unable to solve and memories I could not bring back to life......but......surely I could have answered every question, solved every riddle and resurrected every memory if I had just kept at it!
Instead I had given up. Thrown away my ability to think and drowned myself in my own misery. That was without a doubt my sin.
But through all that, through all of my stupidity, you stood strong. Sneering, taunting, toying with my mind at every chance you got. You were, without a doubt, my enemy.
So why...
This game was just between us. And that was all it was. A game. Our Game. I never realized that simple fact until the very end. This was a game between us. To me, you were an enemy. The witch that toyed with mortal lives, like a cat toys with a mouse. Infinitely cruel, infinitely shrewd.
Why did you.....
The moment I thought I could win, you pulled out a new trick, a new twist. Always just a step ahead of me, pulling my strings as if I were your puppet. This was your game and I gave up on it. And you waited patiently, until I was returned to the seat opposite of yours. Until I was looking at you again with those hate-filled eyes.
Fool...
You said this was an eternal torture and it was. How much did you suffer through it all? How afraid you must have been behind those sneers and taunts. But no matter how much you were hurt, you stood strong. You took it all in, let loose that unrefined laugh of yours and tricked me anew. Compared to me....you were infinitely stronger.
You were always waiting, the entire time I kept on denying you, the entire time I could not grasp even a single truth from your web of lies. The entire time those witches hijacked our game. You waited and waited while this game you could not win went on and on.
Through all my ignorance you waited.
And the game ended. I died, unable to defend against the cruel truths the witches forced on me. I had stopped thinking and this was the equivalent of my death. You had stood there, hoping and waiting, waiting for my return, for my answer to their riddles.
So....
And now I found it. In the abyss between the fragmented realities of our game. By continuously, without ever stopping thinking, searching through every possibility I found it.
Why....
The truth. The truth behind all the tricks you had thrown at me with that sneering face.
Now....
The answer to this stupidly hard riddle of yours.
Why couldn't you hold out.....just a bit longer!
äWithout love it can not be seen!ô
Now I can see it. I answered every question, I solved all the riddles.
But you aren't here anymore. You, who withstood everything up till now.....gave up.....just...before.....I à....figured...it...out!
Time had ran out.
The game that was stolen from us.....had found its conclusion without either of us......and after seeing me die..... you had given up......on me.
Because I had been too late. Because I had been unable to see the truth sooner.
äFoolô
That single word is accompanied by my tears as I force it out of my constricted throat, all the emotions I can not express in any other way are pushed onto that. I begin to shout in my misery.
The husk that was her body has crumbled to ashes.
äWhy give a time-limit for such a stupidly hard riddle in the first place? Why couldn't you have just spit it out without all the stupid riddles and mindgames!ö
And between the the falling ashes I can see a flash of gold. The torn remains of a golden butterfly. I grab the torn butterfly and hold it in my hand.
More tears fall. Because I understand.
You....foolishly bet everything....on this miracle.
You, against all odds, put your entire hope, in me solving your riddle. This one in a billion, one in a trillion chance, you wagered your very existence on it.
And I reached it...that miracle of yours.....I finally, after all that hardship, after all that pain..I finally reached the peak of Mt. Purgatory and found the true you.
But....even that miracle....that on in a million chance...of me just reaching it....was not enough.
You had waited long enough.
I was too late.
And all I can do...is grasp the remains of your soul and hold them to my chest.
I found the truth too late...but I promise...I promise you
I will never lose it again!
