𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐸𝓃𝒹𝓈.

:warning: Disclaimer** mention of death, pain and have other depressing elements in it.

I couldn't see anything but the blooded face of the murder full of rage and my mirror image in his golden brown eyes, as he stabbed the dagger right through the left side of my chest into my heart with no sympathy but with a desire of revenge. I could not feel any pain as he left the dagger into my chest, and my blood dripped onto the wooden floor of the warehouse. Tears from my eyes rolled down my cheeks, but I could literally feel nothing....no pain, no fear, no heartbeat, no breathing -none.

It was darkness in there.. I couldn't see anything clearly, everything was blur and cloudy in front of my eyes. I rubbed my eyes over and over, but it was all foggy. The place was empty and cold like hell, maybe it was hell covered with iron bars like a cage for what I did in my past life,for not saving those I love.

A glowing fire appeared from darkness. It was white like death, or it was death. I could hear screaming and crying, breathing and heartbeat, dripping blood and cracking bones, love and hate... all coming from that fire as it gradually approaches me and I flinched, the only human reaction I had. I wanted to run, run far away because what I was going to see, I wasn't ready for it, not now, never.

It was in front of me, and I could see my self in it...no, it wasn't me, they were my memories of my past life that I have lost. At that time I felt pain, fear, guilt, loss and death. I tried to move, but invisible hands on my shoulder kept me from moving, force me to see it from zero to end, the very end. I wanted to start over, wanted to change everything, every mistake but I was too vulnerable.

A voice within the fire - death spoke at last, "death could be a horrible destination of a beautiful journey of life" and before I could react, it consumes me, and I was nothing but ash and death and a forgotten past. It was over, everything that arises ended like it never was. I was trapped into the iron of death...who's iron was craving for life, bone and flesh for years and now it will consume me.

:skull: images are not mine :skull:

*Just a writing..do not take it personally..I do not mean to offend anyone*

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