Phoenix
I didn't want to wake up from my deep sleep. No matter how many times I tried, I couldn't open my eyes. Maybe because I was afraid of the darkness that embraced me every time I tried to look around.
Or maybe it wasn't the sleep but the reality that I was trying to avoid.
Death.
I must have died and gone to the Moon Goddess.
After receiving this much hate, I didn't think any person would want to live. What was there for me in that world anyway?
I blinked in confusion and this time covered my eyes with my palm due to the bright white light. Was Moon Goddess playing some kind of a joke on me?
"Are you awake?" Someone asked me softly, and I smiled like a fool, thinking that this might be Moon Goddess.
"Hello," I mumbled, keeping my eyes closed, "I want to rest some more, Moon Goddess. All that hatred has made me tired. Okay?"
