In the depths of the absolute void, time had ceased to exist. Seijirou drifted in the silence, his consciousness fraying at the edges.
He was ready to let the darkness consume him, to succumb to the final, peaceful sleep of the forgotten.
"Seijirou...!"
"Seijirou!"
A voice pierced the vacuum.
It was insistent, vibrating through his non-existent ears with annoying tenacity.
"Go away!" He tried to sink deeper into the nothingness, to pull the shadows over his head like a shroud.
"Seijirou, Wake up!"
"Leave me alone," Seijirou's mind snarled. "Go away or I'll beat the hell out of you. Just let me sleep."
He glared at the infinite void, as if trying to scare what wasn't there.
Just then, the darkness fractured.
No, light didn't return, everything is still an endless darkness and void, but a presence manifested in front of him.
Seijirou' eyes widened seeing the presence having fully manifested and gained form, "Y-You... You are..."
