Editing Fangaku:Volume1 Retake (section)

==Prologue==

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I was dreaming.

Fog-like clouds hung below a blue-black sky.

And I was standing on more white foggy clouds that stretched all the way to the distant horizon.

There was nothing else here.

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“Where am I?”

I didn’t know.

Maybe someone else was here, but I couldn’t see them.

I only saw a white plane and, when I tried to speak, my voice vanished like it was being absorbed.

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“––––!”

What was this place?

I was here.

The only other thing than that seemed to exist was time.

But there was no sun or moon. A wind did seem to be blowing, but I couldn’t feel any kind of temperature.

And…

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“What is going on?”

Being above the clouds reminded me of descriptions of heaven, paradise, or the divine realm.

But what I felt here now was…

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I didn’t know.

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What was I feeling? I wasn’t sure how to verbalize the feeling I got from this place, the visible scene, and my presence there.

No.

It wasn’t that I couldn’t.

I could tell that I didn’t want to.

Because I didn’t know how long my presence here or the white plane itself would last.

What if this plane continued on forever with no one else but me here?

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“––––!”

I was afraid I would complete that thought.

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What if everything did stay “like this” forever?

And what if I accepted that fact?

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…''I might just lose my mind.

I could see emptiness all around me.

It was pretty, pure, and clear, but it seemed to me like a place of despair where nothing was allowed to exist.

So…

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“Yeah.”

What was I supposed to do?

I didn’t understand anything here and even trying to understand brought on the fear of despair.

So what could I do about the plane before me?

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I woke up in the middle of that heavy dream.

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“Ahhhhh!?”

What was that?

I had no clue. But one image seemed stuck in my mind.

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“A-a white plane?”

The words caused the image to flash before my eyes again.

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“––––”

I needed to stop thinking about it. That had to be no more than a nightmare.

And “white plane”? The name sounded kind of cool, but it also sounded more like a type of instant noodle cup.

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“The White Plane and the Black Plane!”

Something like that.

Yeah.

I’d calmed down some.

Humor was important

I had a feeling I was only putting on a strong front, but I thought I had gotten over it.

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“I’m fine.”

I would forget that dream soon enough once I got back to my ordinary life. So that’s what I would do. It was early spring. Last night, I had been thinking of going and seeing the early cherry blossoms on this, my last March in middle school.

So I would get changed. Yes, it was 8 AM, so my parents had to be up already. After preparing myself as best I could…

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“Hm?”

When I got out of bed, I noticed something in the mirror by the entrance.

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“…”

''That’s weird,'' I thought.

I normally saw a dumb-looking middle school boy with a tan reflected there.

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“…Huh?”

I lifted the track jacket I wore as pajamas and saw something very different from usual. In other words…

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“Why am I a dark elf (♀)!?”