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"----Akh!!"
I felt an immense pain within my stomach.
It felt so painful that I thought my guts has been sliced open.

I tried to touch my abdomen for a couple of times.
But when I tried to look my palms...

There is no trace of blood.
Not even a single one.

"---What--- the heck---"
So where did this pain come from then?

Just when I thought that the pain starts to wane, 
An insane amount of pain rushes through every single part of my body. 

"--AAA--AAAAKH----!!!!"

An immeasurable pain.
That's the only fitting description of what I feel now. 

My skins are burning up. 
My flesh are tearing apart.
My bones are crackling up.
Every fiber of my being scream. 

I fell down on my knees.
I couldn't hold it any more

I tried to hold my position by supporting my body with my hands, pushing on to the floor.

Breathing become so painful. 
I couldn't even breath properly. 
I'm gasping desperately just to take the air inside. 

Saliva starts to drip from my mouth.

"--------U-----UuKH!!!"

I want to scream. 
But my throat felt so sore.
So sore that it couldn't even let the pain goes out from my mouth. 

In a matter of fact, all parts of my bodies tremble in pain. 

I want to run.
But my leg has given up
I want to crawl.
But my hands refuse. 

I want to die.

I want to die.
I want to die so bad. 
But the immense pain prevents me from doing so.
My heart still beating even when I felt sharp pain every time it beats.

My head wouldn't stop aching no matter how much blunt-like pain strikes my head over and over again.

I want to die.

I want to die.
Somebody please end my suffering.
God if you hear me, then please hear my plead.
If God refuses, then i'll ask the devil to do it.

I'll do anything. 
I'll do anything they want. 
Just please...
Let me get out of this hell.

And after that...

 I couldn't feel my legs anymore.

 Did they gone numb?

I decided to take a glance at my numbing legs. 
While gritting my teeth as hard as I could, I try to turn my head down. 

Moving it a bit feels like I almost break my neck.

But when I see my legs---

"---?! --T-The heck---?!"

They're gone. 

Suddenly, I found myself rolling on the floor.

Did I fell down because my body lost the support from my knees? 
I tried to push myself back up with my right hand.

...But I couldn't.

"AA---AAA-AAAA----!!"

My right hand is gone. 
Soon after that when I try to see my remaining left hand...

It's gone. 

Once again, my limbless body rolls on the floor. 
I tried to stand up with my body.
I could sit down on the floor. 
But the pain didn't leave my body. 

Sure the pain in my hands and legs are gone.
But the pain on my remaining body part intensifies.

"KILL ME----!! JUST KILL ME ALREADY------!!! BASTAARD----!!!"

Just before his vision went blank...
A flash of memories come rushing by.

"----Ah."

A glimmer of hope shines within his eyes,

"So you really are fine, huh?" 

He closed his eyes for the first and last time in this world.
And before all of that ends, he spoke his one last word.

"---I'm really glad."

And so... he's gone.

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"Huh... Peace, at last."

A tall young man with a long white hair sighed from afar.

He was sitting on a white plain designed throne.
No gold, no jewel, not even a single carve could be seen on it.

It was a pure white plain throne.

"Well then---"

At that time, the pure white room became silent.
A small noise come from the place where the boy just shouts in misery.
A head rolls down on top the white marbled floor. 

The man walks from his throne afar.
Yet strangely, he got to that place instantly,

Is it teleportation? Or something similar?
Nobody knows the answer.

But he walked and didn't use any single magic that stored within him.

It's not him that's getting closer to the place.
The world fold and tries to shorten his route to the place he wants.

To put it simply,
He didn't move by himself, the world moves for him. 

A wide and gentle smile appeared from his face.

"Ow, how sweet. But you don't have to do that. I could walk by my self you know."
There is no answer to be heard.

Of course nobody would answer.
Because there are nobody to answer it.
The only thing that looked like a creature is only him and the left over head there.

Yet, he make a satisfied smile.
A smile that came because he found the answer he got, is rather pleasant to be heard.

"Well anyways, thank you for the assistance."

He stopped right in front of the human head.

"What a poor soul. He really must've died in a really... dreadful condition, to feel something that bad... I wonder what he saw within his last memories."

The man closed his eyes.

It's almost like, he was praying and giving his utmost condolence to the pitiful boy. 

"She really has some nasty hobbies to be able to pull something like this."
He open his eyes and move closer to the lifeless head.

"At least... This is the only thing that I could help for you. "
The man lured his hands out to the pick the head up with both hands.

The moment he lifted the head from the ground, The world that seems to know the man heart contents, shakes one more time.
In an instant, an altar that was made from polished white marble came out from the ground.

Just like the throne, it's just a plain white altar.
There is no decorations, no sculptures, no offerings.
A plain pure white altar.

He move closer to the altar.
Most likely, he  wanted to put the head on the altar.
When he wanted to place the head on the altar...
His eyes widen.

"-----!!" 

His straight lips turned into a curve.
His warm smile is so vivid, and gentle when he sees the boy face.

He couldn't believe that the day where he witness something like this would actually came.
Is it for a hundred year? or maybe thousands?
He's not sure.

But, he do knows that he really wished for this moment.

He had witness many death before. 
When they were given the memories of their last seconds, many thing goes bad or worse.
Not only they have to feel the pain that caused their death, they also mourn, regret, lament and agonize their lives.

Why didn't I listen to him.
I should have told her that I love her.
I'm sorry that I have to leave you alone.
No--! It can't be the end--!! It shouldn't end yet!!

Pain and suffering.
Sadness and tears.
Regret and hatred.

All of those thing were clearly shown within their face. 
Some drop their tears before they're gone completely from this place.
Some also shows the most twisted face of hatred and regret of their lives before.

But this boy...
This young man is different.
That's how the white haired man thought.

His death was one of the most painful one he ever seen.
His pain  was one of the most intense one he ever witness for hundreds of years.

Yet...
His expression is the most peaceful one from many other. 

The bewildered man decided to put his index finger on the head.
There, a gentle blue light shines from the point of his finger. 

The man pupils widen once more. 

The images he saw just now,
The memories he witnessed just now,

Is certainly beautiful.

"...So you're not a just a little boy are you? I'm ashamed to thought that you were the same as the other. Please, I, humbly ask for your forgiveness."

The man stood still in front of the altar. 
He closed his eyes once more.
giving the same prayer as before.

"Someone as great as you, shouldn't be resting in a place like this."

In an instant, the surrounding place where the man stands were illuminated by countless light that looked similar to the fireflies. 
The plain white altar shift into one of the most beautiful altar with many sculpt and diamonds engraved on it sides.

Then, the man put down the head down on the altar gently.
Once again the man smiled and close his eyes for the last time.
Before he turns away, he give his last farewell to the boy.
With a sincere smile he said...

"...You are the only person, who deserve to paint this blank white world."

Instantly, the white marble turned into fertile soils.
Trees, flowers and plants grew and decorate the altar with all kind of colors.
Butterflies and fireflies dance around the altar as they praise it.
The grasses waved as if they were joyous with their meeting.

The man walked away.

"I really hope we can chat the next moment we meet. Until then, please take a good care of yourself."

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The man has gone back to his white throne.

There, only left a head of a boy with a heavenly altar as it resting place, decorated by the most beautiful jewels and plants around him.

There, he rest with his eyes closed peacefully,

With the most pleasant smile he ever had.