Chapter 5: Chapter: Gone as quick as you came
Mathias couldn't help but grin at the
Irony, of all the things she chose to be
called… she chose the Spanish rendition of
black. Also! The women had such a celestial
beauty that calling her anything remotely close
to the abyssal darkness that surrounded them,
was the pinnacle of hubris.
"Pleasure to meet you, Noir.." he snickered
"Mathias, do you know where you are?" She asked once more.
A part of Mathis compelled him to give a
silly answer while the rest of him didn't want
to know one way or the other; he would
have to say something, lest he be rude.
"I… don't." He chose to answer concisely.
Noir didnt expect a strait answer, from
the memories she took, she saw mathias to
be mischievous, sarcastic and witty… of
course those memories were from his
middle/ late adolescent years.
"~hehe~ Would you believe me if I told you: You're dead?" She giggled.
"I suppose I'd have to believe you, I'm not
sure what you'd gain from lying." Mathias replied.
Noir's other question began weighing on his
mind.
'Where am I?' Shifting his eyes from Noir, mathias scanned the void-like darkness.
The harder he looked, the more the
darkness seemed to played tricks on him. A
few times Mathias thought he could make
out something within the void… but there
was nothing to be found, not here.
Perhaps that was an amiable skill the abyss
had on the mind: the more you longed to
see something, the more the abyss swayed
the mind too see.
* If that was the case, what would that make Noir?
* what tricks did the abyss play on her?
Mathias placed his hands on the sides of his
head, like to keep it from bursting apart
As the abyss exerted it's daunting grasp
over him
"It's true you know!…"
Said Noir, her voice piercing the void's
psychological hold on Mathias
"… that saying from where you come from: if
you gaze into the abyss, so too does the
abyss gaze into you. That's what I was
referring to."
Mathias turned his attention to Noir and the
straining pain dissipated. Suspicious
thoughts sprouted within Mathias,
'How could someone survive in this place?who is Nior?'
An intrinsic absence became apparent
within Mathias; leaving him with a numb,
hollow feeling.
'Something isn't right…'
He tried to speculate what ailed him, only to
feel the hollowing absence grow.
"Noir, may I ask you something?"
"Of course!"
"Who… no, …what are you?" Mathias narrowed his brow, giving off an air of seriousness.
"That's not easy too explain, but I suppose
you could say…I'm what's left." Noir paused.
"…?"
Mathias waited for Noir to continue,
expecting some grand explanation that
would tie everything that happened, Together.
"You know what, It's not important!-"
She steered the conversation in a different
direction as she turned away from mathias
"-what's important is: you can't be here."
Noir's soft, warm tone turned harsh and cold.
"Excuse me? I DIDNT CHOSE TO BE HERE"
A conflicted feeling of confusion arose in
Mathias followed by anger. Noir thought that acting harsh would spur Mathias into wanting to leave. Because in the memories she took when Mathias was confronted with hostility, he left the aggressor.
"I can help you out of this place… if you want…"
Her harsh tone melting, offering a sliver of
compassion.
"I don't understand you, one moment your
kind, the next your harsh! What's your
deal?!"
Noir took a moment before answering, she
already decided on what she was going to
say, but by taking a moment, it would at
least appear that she put effort into her
reply.
She decided to come clean and explain the
magnitude of Mathias' situation
"This place does nothing but take…. It takes
away everything,your memories… your
sanity… your body… and even your soul. It's
a place that resides outside the realm of life
and death, its a place that both does and
doesn't exist. For something to exist it has
to be observed yes? Something to validate
its existence… but everything that comes to
this place… BECOMES apart of this place."
Noir paused. some of Mathias' stolen memories melt away, Fuel for Noir's passionate explanation.
…
…
"You asked me what I am… I am what's
leftover and I'm what awaits to be further
taken by this place. Before you arrived, I
was formless, a withering husk waiting to
fade. So when I found you, I did the only
thing I knew how to do: TAKE. By taking a
part of you, I was able to take form. And
with form I could speak. I've regained a little
of who I was and along with some of my
power… the part I took from you, was the
decaying portion of your soul. The portion
that robbed you of joy, the same portion
that stopped you from enjoying your
stagnant life…."
Mathias was left speechless, there was TOO
much for him to unpack… however He didn't
get the feeling she was being dishonest. On
the contrary, Noir was quite sincere.
"… I also stole some of your memories, an
unfortunate result from what I took. For that
I'm sorry…" She continued to explain.
'Is that what I'm feeling? The emptiness
from what I lost?' Mathias thought, openly accepting Noir's explanation.
"And by taking away a piece of who you
were, I was able to learn a great deal about
you . an' I know this isn't a fate you deserve.
After all those symbols… er uh, I mean
tattoos… they cover you even in your purist
form. You've imprinted them onto your soul,
in a way they are you. So because I know
what those symbols mean to you, and
because you have my gratitude… I'll help
you out of this place."
Noir finished turning back to Mathias
offering him her hand, along with a sweet
smile.
Mathias accepted her words as truth… and
contemplated her offer.
"So I get to go back home?" He asked unsure of if he should be happy or sad. By his responce Noir realized mathias had the wrong idea.
"Well… actually, I can't send you into the
cycle you fell out of… I don't have the power
for that. Sorry."
Noir guiltily admitted.
'Oh… so I CANT go back home'
A disheartening thought flashed in Mathias' mind.
"Well if I can't go home, and I can't stay
here… I'll put my faith in you… send me
where you can!"
Mathias replied taking Noir's hand, and offer.
With a kind smile Noir tightened her grip,
channeling some of her regained power she initiated the process to send Mathias to another
world.
{$&/:&/!;&@@$!-&)!!!}
The reverberating static coursed through
Mathias once more! Through the static
Mathias felt an almost divine surge within
the static.
With a booming voice noir divulged some
information as Mathias was engulfed in
spire of grey light.
"Mathias, you are going to the land of
Teyvat! A land of gods and magic!
HOWEVER! I do not have the authority to
grant you the magic of Teyvat… instead I'll
impart you with the magic I do have the
authority to grant. You'll understand when
you arrive! I wish you luck! Goodbye…
Mathias."
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