It''s dark and warm, so warm. So pleasantly warm. And the beating, like a drum, it''s soothing. But it won''t last. Why won''t it last?


    It''s bright now, so very bright. Someone is screaming, I am screaming. Why am I screaming? Why is it so cold?


    What happened last? My mind is so foggy. Everything is a blur. I remember a deal, a contract, it makes me feel regret. What do I regret?


    My friends, we were trying to help people, right? Yeah, that sounds right. So then what do I regret? Did I hurt someone? I, I think I did.


    Who did I hurt? Why? My head hurts. Why won''t the screaming stop?


    I made a deal, with who?


    Mommy, she told me to stop. Stop what? I can''t remember. Why didn''t I listen? My friends got hurt because I didn''t listen.Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!


    Why did my friends get hurt? Did I hurt them? I''m not sure. I think I caused them to be hurt.


    Where are they now? They died, didn''t they? Why did they die?


    The contract, we wanted power. I wanted power. I got what I wanted, but what did it cost me? Too much, I lost too much.


    But what did I lose? My friends? My family? I think the answer to both of those is yes.


    Everything feels clearer now. I died, didn''t I? But I''m alive, so did I reincarnate? How? I died inside of a dungeon, I shouldn''t have been able to reincarnate.


    Why did I die inside of a dungeon?


    I tried to kill Erica. I almost succeeded. Why would I do that?


    I tried to not kill the others, but she wouldn''t let me spare Erica. Why not? Who is she? Is this related to the contract?


    Yeah, I think it is.


    I remember now, I was granted power in exchange for slaying ''a great evil''. Was Erica that great evil? Why? She didn''t seem very evil when I knew her.


    I remember it clearly, it still hurts. I ran away from home, from the forest. She failed, we all failed. It wasn''t her fault, not any more than mine. So why was I so angry at her? Why was I so spiteful?


    I don''t know. I feel so tired.


    I hurt her, I hurt everyone. I think I will try to make it up to them, if they will let me.


    The screaming has stopped, and everything feels so heavy and warm, and the drum beats are back. I think I''m going to take a nap. Good Night.