Chapter 112

'Survive.' I heard crystal tell me again and again.

It was no longer some kind of phrase I would remember every now and then... It was an order that I would religiously recite to never forget again.

I lay there in the middle of shattered and broken trees, unable to listen to my own wails due to my eardrums and vocal cords being completely destroyed.

My breathing had become close to nonexistent ever since I had started to feel the blood slowly trickle into my lungs, making me conclude that I would eventually drown in my blood.

With the rest of my diminishing energy, I forced a single eye open.

The only thing I could see was my vision gradually turning red as if they were being enveloped in this red cacoon.

It was like I was getting tunnel vision but instead of the sides being blurry or black, they were this beautiful bloody crimson.

I did not dare blink since I knew it would be the last of me.

I did not dare look away from the sky which looked down upon us creatures, fighting for what seemed like a pointless battle.

A battle for survival that it could not understand.

As the sky looked down at us, I could not help but peer into the depths of the immaculate skies.

The sun had not risen yet so it was still dark, yet I could still see the warm orange slowly taking over from the corner of my eye.

The stars shone brightly like tiny little pieces of glitter, yet at the same time, their beauty was something comparable to that of diamonds.

I could still see the moon shining down with its stunning lunar light. Of course, all I saw was the crimson mix of the silver light, yet I did not doubt that it would have been the most beautiful I'd ever see.

'Maybe death isn't so bad after all...' I told myself, a tear barely trickling out of my eye.

'I'm sorry Crystal, Mom, Dad, Emily... You too, dumbass.' I tried to chuckle when thinking of my best friend who had died in the pursuit of finding my parents.