The Void and the Scent of Barbecue
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Swept into the black vortex, within the void… there was nothing.
An endlessly, perpetually extending pitch-black space.
Everything painted in pitch-black, nothing to see, nothing to hear.
Neither cold nor warm.
In such a void, only my darkly tainted soul floated aimlessly.
…Well, actually, there might not even be a pitch-black space? Because it’s the void.
It gets confusing when you think about it.
…Sigh…
What kind of developnt is this?
You’d want to sigh, wouldn’t you?
Looking back on my life, I don’t think it was filled with joy.
My father was a criminal and never got out of prison.
My mother fell ill and died before I was fully aware.
The relatives who took in… “family” treated as a nuisance, and I was shuffled from one place to another from a young age.
Never making any friends.
Bullied because of my father, abused by “family.”
…But still.
Still, you know!!
I tried my best to live straight.
I forced a smile, tried to enjoy life as much as I could!
I kept trying, trying, and trying, never letting my dissatisfaction show!
Convincing myself that soday, these tough days would turn into good mories!!
And this is the result of all that effort!?
Kidnapped by incomprehensible gods and then discarded because I stink!!?
Don’t ss with ! Don’t you dare ss with !!
Anger poured out endlessly.
I felt my soul darken even more with rage.
Angry, angry, angry, mourning the misfortune of my life, lanting, cursing… After a full-blown tantrum…
I sohow cooled down.
Well… it’s futile.
No matter how much I rant, there’s no one here to listen.
It’s just exhausting. Alright, stop. Let’s think about sothing else.
…Ah~, I feel hungry.
I want to eat at.
I want to eat barbecue.
I love at so much.
I’m a carnivorous girl.
I don’t rember being allowed to eat much in my previous life… but in the next life, yeah.
I’ll devour at non-stop.
That’s how I want to live.
But, thrown into the void, do I even have a next life?
Like the cycle of rebirth?
Can I still hop on that flow from here?
The cycle… the cycle, huh…
The endlessly turning wheel of rebirth…
I wanted to try those spiral-wrapped sausages…
While I was aimlessly pondering such things…
…suddenly, I caught a scent.
And, how am I seeing, hearing, and slling in a soul state? You’d wonder, but let’s put that aside for now.
This scent…
There’s no mistaking it.
The sll of at being grilled.
Sweet and savory… with the aroma of sauce mixed in.
It’s barbecue.
The sll of barbecue.
Is soone nearby… grilling barbecue…?
I was gently drawn towards the direction of that sll…
With a “pop!” sound.
Once again, I was sucked into sowhere.
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