This world hates me. Well, not just this one—I believe the previous world hated me too. And for what reason? I still don't know. I don't know how she, the other me, lived her life in that world, but I can't imagine she was discarded the way I was. Trashed, spat on, cast aside by everyone she once knew. No… she must have been different. After all, she still knew love. Even if it ended in tragedy, at least she felt it. But me? Was I supposed to live the life of redemption she never finished? Was I born to suffer in her place?
Not that it matters now.
I raised my head toward the sky, my eyes meeting the storm that tore through the heavens. It looked as though the sky itself was being split apart, clawed open by some furious god. Clouds churned like a sea of shadows, and thunder screamed loud enough to make the earth tremble. For a moment, it felt like the entire world would collapse onto me, crushing me out of existence. But I didn't care. That was fine too.
