Chapter 2: I died to still curse magical girls
"Hey, Lisa."
"What is it?"
"Do you think there's life after death?"
"Maybe, I don't know. No one really knows."
Tears dropped from that beautiful face which had aged quite visibly but for me, it was beautiful. She was beautiful. My pretty best friend.
"I see. Then, I'll tell you the next time we meet."
I thought that I heard her say something in return but I was too tired to hear them. I would ask her about it next time.
Next time, I had so much to talk about.
—then, darkness.
I didn't know how it had been. My vision merely saw darkness in my surroundings and no one ever answered my call for help. I called out for my best friend, my lover, my family, anyone but nobody came.
My voice echoed in the darkness and I was alone. For the first time in my whole living, I had no one besides me. I thought, before all of this, that I was okay to be left alone in the hospital as I rotted to death but I was wrong. I couldn't stand the stillness and silence in this darkness. I hated being stuck here. I wanted to get out.
However, exit didn't seem to exist.
I tried to walk but there was invisible wall that pressed my body to the ground yet it did little to harm me. I tried to move my arms yet I couldn't even feel my muscles. It was like my arms and legs were ripped apart my body but no pain came from the separation.
Every moment I stayed here, I felt that a part of me disappeared and I could never tell exactly how long I had been here. I just knew that every hour filled me with dread.
It was probably a few weeks—time wasn't easy to determine in this place but I hoped that it was just weeks—when the first light emerged from above. I was overjoyed that finally, something was happening and I could hear a voice.
Three voices, in fact.
"—this is the way—"
"—someone told me—"
"—supposed to be the greatest—"
I felt myself vibrate in glee because the voices sounded awfully young and innocent. Some people, who clearly had no bad intentions. They were probably still in their middle school.
Although, it was strange for teenagers to be here—wherever this place was—but I knew that I would be relatively safe from these unknown people.
I waited patiently as the bright light got bigger and as if the sun was rising, the light blinded my vision. I closed my eyes for a second, hearing the voices go closer and I slowly opened my eyes again.
I wished that I didn't.
A giant face emerged from the light and I felt my heart stopped when the eyes locked into my form, sharply taking note of my appearance. Close up, I found myself being inspected like an extinct animal and I had never so violated and terrified in my life.
I remembered an anime that could surely describe my situation and I wished that this giant wasn't a Titan that suddenly appeared in real life.
'This is not real. This is not real. This is not real,' I repeated the phrase as if it was a spiritual mantra that would undo this reality. I had always been the type to deny something that I hated or couldn't understand.
A large hand suddenly replaced the face in front of me and I screamed in terror, desperately trying to move away.
"NO!"
The shriek seemed to have worked since the giant immediately withdrew its—his? her?—hand and blocked its ears.
"What was that about?" it asked with a surprisingly soft—although irritated and confused—voice. It narrowed its eyes at me and turned to a different direction.
Fearing for the worse, I kept shouting despite my lungs being worn out and my throat going dry. I luckily had tuned out my yells due to my previous job so I was able to focus more on observing the background. My side was still filled with darkness but the front view now had the clear sky as background.
I was happy to see the sky again but I still felt scared at the giants in the corner. The giant—apparently, it was a she—that appeared first was talking to two other female giants.
They looked normal. Like they were normal teenage girls in their normal school uniform. If no one accounted for that fact that they were several feet larger than me.
Actually...
My eyes narrowed at the little view that I could make up from my position and they widened in surprise and dread when everything seemed to have sized up.
—or was I the small one here?
I needed information ASAP. I swallowed my fear for giants and focused on the conversation the three were having.
"What is up with that wand?" a blonde girl asked in fascination and curiosity. She held out a notepad in her arms and seemed to be writing something. "Did Tama-chan said anything about talking wands?"
A pink-haired girl—I stared at the candy-like hair and wondered if it was real—shook her head and muttered softly, "Tama-san only said that this box held the most powerful wand."
"Tama-sama wanted us to have the best weapon, especially now," a black-haired girl with eyeglasses frowned, her hands turning into a fist.
'Wand?' That seemed to be the main topic of the three giants but shouldn't it be the small human? I knew that I just woke up but a small human should be their main interest. Unless it's a thing now? I didn't really understand anything.
Also, who's Tama-chan? Tama-san? Sama? Chan? Was there a Japanese fan here or something because those names are usually in—
—oh, I just realized something and it's not a good one.
I told myself that this is just a nightmare. I would close my eyes and when I open them, everything will return back to when I was in the hospital and it was all just a dream. I would whine about this dream to Lisa, who would laugh and then, I would glare at her.
Any minute now. Just wait for it. Wait for—
The pink-haired girl suddenly jumped up. "Well, time to test it out then!" she exclaimed loudly, earning passionate responds from the other two girls.
"Princesses, dance!"
Flashing pink, blue and green lights surrounded the three girls. A smoothing music played and the three twirled and span around as if they were dancing with an invisible partner.
With a final step, the three girls posed as their school uniforms changed into sparkling gowns and on top of their heads were shiny crowns.
—oh, hell, no.
No, not this. Definitely not this.
The girl in the middle—'the pink one, of course,' I wanted to roll my eyes—stretched out her hand and before I knew it, her hand held my body.
"Okay, greatest magical wand, show me your thing!"
I screamed bloody murder.
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End Theater
MC: This is why I hate magical girls!
???: It's not related at all!
Lisa: Hahahahaha! God, I love after life so much!
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BrokenBlackCat End Theater is inspired from other novels that I’ve read because I really love those small parts! Also, we’re now finally starting with our MC being slightly slow in the situation. Don’t worry, our MC gets better. Way better!
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