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When she awoke, she was in an entirely black room. Moving her head to take in the room, she could see a single light source in front of her, but nothing else. She tried to move her arm, but to no avail. Squinting at the darkness around her arm, she saw they were tied to some sort of plank of wood. Moving her attention to her legs, they were tied together and hanging beneath her. It was then she realised what was happening. She was on a cross. All she could think of to do was yell. "Why? What are you doing..." No answer. "Why are you..." her voice was shaky. She'd burst into tears at any time. "Why me..." she wasn't yelling now. Ju

I died once. I’ll never forget the cold hands of death as they reached out to welcome me. I slowly slipped out of consciousness, as the pain was relieved, and like that, I was ready to give up on the world. But it seemed the world was not ready to give up on me. After a long time, I awoke. At first, I was expecting to see something ethereal, as if I was hoping there was an afterlife. But my vision quickly returned, and I realised I was still alive. Seeing the forest alone was evidence enough of that, but feeling the pain shoot through my stomach and shoulder was the confirmation. A single, unshakeable thought lodged itself firmly in my h

The Tournament Tatsuki sighed. The international tournament started in 2 weeks, and she needed to train. Since Orihime had disappeared without even a note to her, she just couldn’t focus on training. Sighing again, she picked up her karate headgear, and stared at it. Sitting around wouldn’t do her any good, but neither would training if she didn’t have her heart in it. Placing the headgear down on the floor, and stumbling over the various broken training dummies on the floor, she made her way to a small desk with a stereo system on it. Picking up a small CD case, she opened it and placed the CD in the tray. The tray slid shut,