Mushi Uta:Volume 9 Epilogue
Epilogue: Release[edit]
He fell into panic.
He hadn’t been “conscious” for many years now. He only had the vague ego of a person like being in a dream, and he could watch the sights of “those things” he produced endlessly.
But the shock and light retrieved his clear consciousness.
His revived sense of sight was stimulated by real light.
His hearing was blasted by a cacophony.
The drifting scent of the sea stimulated his nose.
The flavor of the saliva in his mouth as he groaned was captured by his sense of taste.
And—an unbelievable pain pierced his entire body through the sense of touch.
These suddenly revived senses scrambled his mind. He had no idea what was happening. He had no idea where he was. And he had no idea who he was—
Regardless, wanting to shake off all these stimulations assaulting him, he raised a voiceless scream.
Answering his howl, his clones all emitted light everywhere.
Unable to understand anything, he—
Unleashed his hatred.
His hatred and anger that kept accumulating for some years, perhaps decades.
He hated this world.
This world that had pain in it and wouldn’t give anything to him other than pain.
A world without feeling anything was much calmer.
He rejected this world he was dragged back into, he hated it—he thought of destroying it all.
That was a momentary impulse, but his clones did attempt to grant his wishes. They flew around, destroying everything in sight.
However, something didn’t allow it.
Pushing back his clones, it approached him.
He was scared of it and desperately resisted it.
The people that came for him always tortured him.
So it was obviously going to be the same this time as well—
So he thought.
The structure he was inside crumbled, and following that the light also approached.
He trembled in fear, grimacing—
“Alpha-san…”
The person with the destruction behind them approached him.
He thought it was an enemy, so he was surprised at how calm their voice was.
“Please, don’t be scared—”
The sinking sun’s light revealed his current form, very different from the period he’d been conscious.
The Eyes that were his clones captured his form.
He could see himself sunk inside a giant “bed” as soft as a large balloon. He couldn’t tell what it was made from.
His body with countless life-support tubes attached to it was thin and his hair was pure white. His barely open eyes were red and bloodshot. The red Eyes that served as the core of his Mushi even now were flying all over and trying to attack the visitor.
“I am a Mushitsuki just like you.”
He—Alpha, as they kept on calling him—widened his red eyes.
The girl that said she was the same.
Her gaze was very kind—it was his first time being looked at like that.
Some fear and confusion left Alpha.
“I just wanted to talk to you… so I came for you.”
The girl smiled bashfully.
He finally understood what she was.
She herself embodied what he wanted—a true “welcome”.
He was locked up as Alpha, and she was the one to truly release him.
She stopped all of his hatred.
She accepted all of his pain.
He shed tears.
Let’s talk—
Feeling calm, he slowly closed his eyes.
He wanted to talk as much as possible. About who he was. About what happened back then—
Now he fell asleep again, but when he opened his eyes again.
If she would still be there.
He would speak about his dream to her—
So he thought as he smiled toward the girl who came for him.
Notes[edit]
| Return to Main Page | Forward to Afterword |
