is it still a pact? or a fate?
Title : Is It Still a Pact? or a Fate?
Author :keyzy_kyumsy
Pairing : Onkey(Key's POV)
Genre : Monologue
Rating : G
Sum : at first, I wondered why I did not go to hell?
Shortness!. Sore!. My heart was beating painfully. My heart rate’s no longer in tune with the flowing time. My lips are no longer able to make a sound. I hold his cold pale hand. His sharp nails like digging into my palm. I put it on my chest, hoping he could feel what my heart feels. I love him.
I close my eyes. I'm sure my feelings had been conveyed through his pale fingers that remain I hold in my chest. I closed my eyes deeper. Preparing to disappear, vanished from this world.
That was cold. A drop of cold black water dripping onto my cheeks. I opened my eyes and can not be closed quietly anymore. He was on top of me. When I saw him, with the grieving face just few inches above my face. His red eye which is the source of the black water drops wet and blurry. Scattered black feathers. His black wings were destroyed. It's like black snow filled the room. His pale lips touched mine. It hurts. Don’t! Don’t disappear!.
"AH! ... huh?!” hahhhhh been so long I didn’t dream it. Such an old dream.
Well, it has been very long since I have a dream. A dream when the last moments of my life as a human being.
Since when? I can’t remember. I live now. But I have no heart. My heart ‘was’ beating. I'm also not sure myself, what am I?. I should have gone now. I should have perished. Or at least, I should be in hell to receive my punishment for my dirty blood.
But you will not believe where I am now. I was lying on a cloud right now. I can step on the empty air and flying. No, no! I'm not a ghost. There are no ghosts in this world. What are they saying? Hmmm, ‘angelic backup’?. That’s why now i could see everything that i couldn’t see when I’m just a human. If you can see from down there. Big cold gray clouds. I could see from up here. The heavy gray clouds is just a bunch of prayers that can’t delivered and some tears that didn’t get drips.
Actually, this is the job of angels to bring down rain. Gives another blessing for the dumped prayers. But you see? Now, I doing it. It's a bit annoying.
“Key! Key! You're done with it? Please help me! Replace me to keep my post!. I have to help the instruction division”. A petite blond angel with her small white wings yelling at me from the end of clouds on my other side.
"WHA-?! Hey! Hey! I haven’t even finished with this! Hey wai-! Wai-hey! Hey". Ah, how long is this?. Why do all the angels work must be assigned to my wishes? I'm not even really an angel. There's no wings on my back, no white circle above my head. I can only float and in visible.
The angel who had just left one more job for me, She is Luna. Actually she is an angel of the moon (from her name even you can already guess) then I know and was surprised. Because she is the angel who picked me when I crossed my life line.
When I asked her, ‘why am I still (as) life? ' She said 'because you are in heaven'.
And when I asked why I could be in heaven?. Where the devil who supposed to take my sold soul?. She even went flying, paired golden earrings in my left ear and say 'you're god slave now'.
'You sin, your blood is dirty. You don’t deserve your foot in heaven. But, God can’t throw you into hell. The devil who was doing pact with you was already destroyed. You're a replacement angel from now on '.
And that's how I became like this. It's more like an angel’s servant. Because I've become a 'human' and a siner. So I can’t really become angels. When I ask, ‘why not put me to hell then?’. They said 'you're guilty for having made a pact with the devil. That’s unforgivable. But, you rise a love in a devil. To bring in such a feeling into a creature which isn’t even given a heart, it's a beautiful thing that makes you not possibly go to hell '.
All I know from that ‘information’ is He loved me.
Always makes me nostalgic. Luna’s place. Place of my first assignments as a substitute angel. A small oak oriental style table. Above the table was displayed a small silver box engraved with such as Russian carvings . Besides the small table sits a velvet cushion, looks soft and comfortable with golden buttons in the middle of it. And lilac fragrant stinging from a small jar of aromatherapy in the corner. The room is crowded and narrow. In fact at first I wondered, how Luna can go into here with her wings?. Before I know that angels can hide their wings (something that makes me envious -__-).
According to me, Luna’s job is the most tedious job. Her job is just to make sure the moon can Visible To the eyes of those who are lonely. And giving them little feelings of company.
I opened the small silver box on the table. Inside there is a purple bulkhead that separates the contents of the box into two distinct parts. A small section containing the silver powder with soft mint-scented. Another larger side box only seen a few scattered of luminous and glowing patches. This La Luna box if you call in a human language. It's like an observation box. Larger parts of the box is like a monitor that can show people who are lonely. Side of this box there is even a part of such player to zoom in and zoom out. Pretty interesting. Silver mint-scented powder is a floo dust to give warmth accompany feeling. I just sprinkled some powder on top the phosphorescent glow that visible at the other side of the box.
This is a bit of irony. I'm working on this task. Giving feelings of companionship. While I'm alone so lonely. I turn the snail shell shaped carving on the outside of the monitor box. I zoom in tiny phosphorescent glow-in the monitor so it looks larger phosphorescence. I zoom in again until I see the shape of human figures with a lonely heart a faint purplish glow. I was thinking, that time, Did Luna saw my heart too? From this box?. If so, Luna’s work isn’t very useful. At the time, when I was a human being. Though I see the moon, I still feel lonely!. Or maybe, Luna didn’t sprinkled this silver powder into my heart back then?. Tch!.
I'm very curious, how my heart looks like back then?. Is purplish like a girl with braids who buried her face, forcing his eyes tracing the writings in her textbook. When all the lights in her house had gone out?. Or dim greenish like a man who standing smoked cigarettes in his frustration over the overpass in the middle of town?. Or fluoresce red with silvery smoke-like fog covering it. Beautiful. Belongs to a man wearing a white coat with a stethoscope hanging on his neck. Sitting sustain his forehead with the palms of his hands.
Ahhhhh, you know? I was also lonely like this. Hah, I'm curious. Do I still feel lonely like this if he doesn’t perish?. Would it be better if he had taken my soul? Whether I will not feel lonely when I'm in hell? Would be very nice if he is here!.
Is the man standing on the bridge had just lost his lover?. Is a girl with braids’s friends shunned her?. Is the man in a suit has no one precious in his life?.
It's almost God knows how long. The black color of the sky had begun to fade. And the figures with their heart that fluoresce starting to look a bit obvious. And I really can not ignore this one's figure. Men who wear white coats. As long as I dropped my eyes on him, he had almost fell three times. Knocking some stuff when he passed by. Unlike the owners of other lonely hearts. This guy is very not like a lonely one. With more beautiful glowing heart.
Oh, all right. I am also an angel right? (Though a replacement). I can help mankind. I went down immediately to where the guy who is now with the careless run going down the stairs. And I know he would have fallen, with his unsteady gait and his unbalanced step.
Though late, it's pretty good. I had pushed him a little, so that his head didn’t get hit hard the stairs. Ah, a careless human.
"Huh? Who are you?! "Strange voice, which sounds like a nassal sound. This human. This careless man was sitting looking at me.
Eh? Eh? What? Why he could see me?. I looked around me. And it was just me and him here. I was supposed to be invisible. I've been a magical creature right?.
"You're a new janitor?!" Asked him. Clueless.
Huh? HUH?!
I'm confused. I just sat with back against the wall. Looking at my looks. White shirt, white pants. Do I look like a janitor?.
"Okay, can you help me? I lost my surgery sandals. Can you get the new one for me? "He approached me in a weird way and bowed. Align his eyes with mine.
My heart shouldn’t beating. Because it is already nearly 300 years, my heart stopped beating. Maybe this is just an illusion or a nostalgic feeling that gives me a beating heart.
I know that almod eyes. I know those lips. I know those hands. I know it's brown hair. The only difference is no big pair of black wings on his back. No fangs protruding from his lips. And dark brown color replaces the red wine color of his eyes. And there's a smile on his lips?. Onew?.
"Oh, you'd be surprised. Yeah, I'm a new doctor here. Looks like I'll be a lot of trouble you started today. I'm Lee JinKi! Please take care of me! "He bent.
God, you must be kidding me.
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okay, that's it. actually I don't even know what's happened with my mind while wrote this(?) like I said before, I'm still in my mourning state. so.....errrrrmmmmm I'm sorry.
all are wellcome*bows* hugs*
Author :keyzy_kyumsy
Pairing : Onkey(Key's POV)
Genre : Monologue
Rating : G
Sum : at first, I wondered why I did not go to hell?
Shortness!. Sore!. My heart was beating painfully. My heart rate’s no longer in tune with the flowing time. My lips are no longer able to make a sound. I hold his cold pale hand. His sharp nails like digging into my palm. I put it on my chest, hoping he could feel what my heart feels. I love him.
I close my eyes. I'm sure my feelings had been conveyed through his pale fingers that remain I hold in my chest. I closed my eyes deeper. Preparing to disappear, vanished from this world.
That was cold. A drop of cold black water dripping onto my cheeks. I opened my eyes and can not be closed quietly anymore. He was on top of me. When I saw him, with the grieving face just few inches above my face. His red eye which is the source of the black water drops wet and blurry. Scattered black feathers. His black wings were destroyed. It's like black snow filled the room. His pale lips touched mine. It hurts. Don’t! Don’t disappear!.
"AH! ... huh?!” hahhhhh been so long I didn’t dream it. Such an old dream.
Well, it has been very long since I have a dream. A dream when the last moments of my life as a human being.
Since when? I can’t remember. I live now. But I have no heart. My heart ‘was’ beating. I'm also not sure myself, what am I?. I should have gone now. I should have perished. Or at least, I should be in hell to receive my punishment for my dirty blood.
But you will not believe where I am now. I was lying on a cloud right now. I can step on the empty air and flying. No, no! I'm not a ghost. There are no ghosts in this world. What are they saying? Hmmm, ‘angelic backup’?. That’s why now i could see everything that i couldn’t see when I’m just a human. If you can see from down there. Big cold gray clouds. I could see from up here. The heavy gray clouds is just a bunch of prayers that can’t delivered and some tears that didn’t get drips.
Actually, this is the job of angels to bring down rain. Gives another blessing for the dumped prayers. But you see? Now, I doing it. It's a bit annoying.
“Key! Key! You're done with it? Please help me! Replace me to keep my post!. I have to help the instruction division”. A petite blond angel with her small white wings yelling at me from the end of clouds on my other side.
"WHA-?! Hey! Hey! I haven’t even finished with this! Hey wai-! Wai-hey! Hey". Ah, how long is this?. Why do all the angels work must be assigned to my wishes? I'm not even really an angel. There's no wings on my back, no white circle above my head. I can only float and in visible.
The angel who had just left one more job for me, She is Luna. Actually she is an angel of the moon (from her name even you can already guess) then I know and was surprised. Because she is the angel who picked me when I crossed my life line.
When I asked her, ‘why am I still (as) life? ' She said 'because you are in heaven'.
And when I asked why I could be in heaven?. Where the devil who supposed to take my sold soul?. She even went flying, paired golden earrings in my left ear and say 'you're god slave now'.
'You sin, your blood is dirty. You don’t deserve your foot in heaven. But, God can’t throw you into hell. The devil who was doing pact with you was already destroyed. You're a replacement angel from now on '.
And that's how I became like this. It's more like an angel’s servant. Because I've become a 'human' and a siner. So I can’t really become angels. When I ask, ‘why not put me to hell then?’. They said 'you're guilty for having made a pact with the devil. That’s unforgivable. But, you rise a love in a devil. To bring in such a feeling into a creature which isn’t even given a heart, it's a beautiful thing that makes you not possibly go to hell '.
All I know from that ‘information’ is He loved me.
Always makes me nostalgic. Luna’s place. Place of my first assignments as a substitute angel. A small oak oriental style table. Above the table was displayed a small silver box engraved with such as Russian carvings . Besides the small table sits a velvet cushion, looks soft and comfortable with golden buttons in the middle of it. And lilac fragrant stinging from a small jar of aromatherapy in the corner. The room is crowded and narrow. In fact at first I wondered, how Luna can go into here with her wings?. Before I know that angels can hide their wings (something that makes me envious -__-).
According to me, Luna’s job is the most tedious job. Her job is just to make sure the moon can Visible To the eyes of those who are lonely. And giving them little feelings of company.
I opened the small silver box on the table. Inside there is a purple bulkhead that separates the contents of the box into two distinct parts. A small section containing the silver powder with soft mint-scented. Another larger side box only seen a few scattered of luminous and glowing patches. This La Luna box if you call in a human language. It's like an observation box. Larger parts of the box is like a monitor that can show people who are lonely. Side of this box there is even a part of such player to zoom in and zoom out. Pretty interesting. Silver mint-scented powder is a floo dust to give warmth accompany feeling. I just sprinkled some powder on top the phosphorescent glow that visible at the other side of the box.
This is a bit of irony. I'm working on this task. Giving feelings of companionship. While I'm alone so lonely. I turn the snail shell shaped carving on the outside of the monitor box. I zoom in tiny phosphorescent glow-in the monitor so it looks larger phosphorescence. I zoom in again until I see the shape of human figures with a lonely heart a faint purplish glow. I was thinking, that time, Did Luna saw my heart too? From this box?. If so, Luna’s work isn’t very useful. At the time, when I was a human being. Though I see the moon, I still feel lonely!. Or maybe, Luna didn’t sprinkled this silver powder into my heart back then?. Tch!.
I'm very curious, how my heart looks like back then?. Is purplish like a girl with braids who buried her face, forcing his eyes tracing the writings in her textbook. When all the lights in her house had gone out?. Or dim greenish like a man who standing smoked cigarettes in his frustration over the overpass in the middle of town?. Or fluoresce red with silvery smoke-like fog covering it. Beautiful. Belongs to a man wearing a white coat with a stethoscope hanging on his neck. Sitting sustain his forehead with the palms of his hands.
Ahhhhh, you know? I was also lonely like this. Hah, I'm curious. Do I still feel lonely like this if he doesn’t perish?. Would it be better if he had taken my soul? Whether I will not feel lonely when I'm in hell? Would be very nice if he is here!.
Is the man standing on the bridge had just lost his lover?. Is a girl with braids’s friends shunned her?. Is the man in a suit has no one precious in his life?.
It's almost God knows how long. The black color of the sky had begun to fade. And the figures with their heart that fluoresce starting to look a bit obvious. And I really can not ignore this one's figure. Men who wear white coats. As long as I dropped my eyes on him, he had almost fell three times. Knocking some stuff when he passed by. Unlike the owners of other lonely hearts. This guy is very not like a lonely one. With more beautiful glowing heart.
Oh, all right. I am also an angel right? (Though a replacement). I can help mankind. I went down immediately to where the guy who is now with the careless run going down the stairs. And I know he would have fallen, with his unsteady gait and his unbalanced step.
Though late, it's pretty good. I had pushed him a little, so that his head didn’t get hit hard the stairs. Ah, a careless human.
"Huh? Who are you?! "Strange voice, which sounds like a nassal sound. This human. This careless man was sitting looking at me.
Eh? Eh? What? Why he could see me?. I looked around me. And it was just me and him here. I was supposed to be invisible. I've been a magical creature right?.
"You're a new janitor?!" Asked him. Clueless.
Huh? HUH?!
I'm confused. I just sat with back against the wall. Looking at my looks. White shirt, white pants. Do I look like a janitor?.
"Okay, can you help me? I lost my surgery sandals. Can you get the new one for me? "He approached me in a weird way and bowed. Align his eyes with mine.
My heart shouldn’t beating. Because it is already nearly 300 years, my heart stopped beating. Maybe this is just an illusion or a nostalgic feeling that gives me a beating heart.
I know that almod eyes. I know those lips. I know those hands. I know it's brown hair. The only difference is no big pair of black wings on his back. No fangs protruding from his lips. And dark brown color replaces the red wine color of his eyes. And there's a smile on his lips?. Onew?.
"Oh, you'd be surprised. Yeah, I'm a new doctor here. Looks like I'll be a lot of trouble you started today. I'm Lee JinKi! Please take care of me! "He bent.
God, you must be kidding me.
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okay, that's it. actually I don't even know what's happened with my mind while wrote this(?) like I said before, I'm still in my mourning state. so.....errrrrmmmmm I'm sorry.
all are wellcome*bows* hugs*