[Kinen]
[by Akiotena Tentori] - meat_popsicle@angelfire.com

What did you want of me?

World, what did you want of me!?

Forgotten. That is all he was. Now that it was over, he couldn't
help but feel it. It was something that struck his 'heart' every
time it beat; every time he 'breathed', there was that pain. A
constant companion. He had learned to ignore it for the most
part, but it came back strongly sometimes. Only he couldn't
figure out why. That bothered him.

He had learned to ask why at an early age, not knowing any
better. His mother had never told him differently, so why should
he not ask? There was always the undying passion to know more; to
understand everything and anything that he could see, taste,
hear, touch.

That desire... it haunted him.

Thus began the downward spiral into the dark chapter of his life.
People ment no more than grains of sand to walk on. Every merit
was a new rung on the ladder of success; brilliant to everyone
but himself. But he never took notice. He never once thought that
this depression he had sunk into would hinder him in any way. It
ate away his soul until there was nothing left except his desire
for understanding. And with that power he sought, he thought he
could finally satisfy the craving.

I'm only human, you know... I suppose I realized that too late.

He realized the second that the rose was cut from his breast that
the desire-turned-obsession had taken him too far, and he had
lost the only thing precious to him at the cost of his life.
Memories of that time.

Eternity in a silent hell. But that is only as you would have
it...

Eyes never opened; closed from the world forever.

... Mamiya.