It was good while it lasted I suppose, I died trying, I lived as I could, there is no turning back.

  As you fell through the seemingly endless void, at some point you find yourself still falling but this time inside a tower, they all have doorframes with pure light coming out of them, you try to face those doors but you cant, they hurt you so so much.

  ?Who's talking?

  Your personal narrator, the one who tells your story and the judge who will decide your fate

  ?I'm dead already, there is no coming back

  Indeed, you're not coming back, not after everything you did to those people

  ?It was not my fault, just leave me alone, let me enjoy my eternal boredoom

  ?You didnt even looked at yourself yet, don't you want to know your new appearence?

  ?Suddenly you stop falling, you see yourself in your childhood home looking at a mirror, you see a bright and almost divine sword impaled through your chest cavity, the sword that looks as light as a feather is heavy, the biggest weight you carried in your life. It feels like the sword is going to cut you in half at any moment, you dont want to feel this, but you will.

  ?Why is this? Why are you doing this to me?

  ?I already died, I dont want to feel pain anymore. I know what I did, stop this please...

  You are going to see everything and everyone you once knew with your eyes open.

  There is black trails of tears coming out of your eyes, your skin? As pale as your first memory. Your appearence? A child, you see yourself as one, isnt it? You think you're a victim, of the cruel world that was presented to you. suddenly the mirror becomes a window, An mighty warrior appears in the distance, shouting and killing fire entities with his bare hands in the battlefield. He shouts outloud

  ? I will avenge my fallen companions and save those people

  Don't worry, that's not you, you would never be like him. You know who this is?

  Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

  ? I... will not answer this question.

  I see.

  Suddenly you're in one of those doors again, the sword is making you feel heavier and heavier as the memories flows right through you, you just want it all to end. Again. But you cant because you're already dead, how funny is that?

  ? I will kill you

  Good luck pal, we're sadly going to be stuck with eachother for a while. Now enter this god damn door. As you open the unforgettable door that ruined your life you see-

  ?No, not this one, please, please stop this, I dont want to relieve this moment

  Proceeding further, you see her, yes, you see greter in the floor, criying, with smudged makeup on her face. Her trembling eyes and hands try to look at you. You see yourself, from the past.

  ? Why did you do this? I did EVERYTHING for you, I comforted you when you were tired, when you were sad, even when you tried to take your own life, and 1 DAY AFTER OUR MARRIAGE YOU-

  As she tries to speak, you feel that your former self has his heart accelerated, he feels sadness, anger, and hatred towards himself after what he did, but still. Your former self hearing Greter decides that is an fenomenal idea to punch her. After the punch, you stand there, frozen, your sweat is cold, your blood cold, you cant look at yourself from the past, you try to punch him but you cant, thats just an memory. Greter punches him back but he dont even have the guts to defend himself so she punches him over and over, even though he is double her size, that doesnt stop her from crushing your former self heart into pieces. The sword finally becomes dark, you finally realized that you're no victim, you're the one who caused everything bad that happened to you, that was YOUR choice, the sword now feels even heavier, you try to pull it out, but you cant, you're too fragile and weak for that. You struggle as your sins crawl into the depths of the sword, the putrified blood that comes out of your chest is disgusting, you simply cant take it anymore, but unlike life, there is no way out.