Rain was falling.
Of course it would be as my mind drifted off I looked down and saw her standing there. Rain saturating her hair, her skin glistening with the droplets spider webbing across her skin. If there was anything more perfect then i've never seen it.
"Perfect"
That was the only way to describe her even now I remember every outline on her body. Every small nuanced way she would tell me that she was happy. Trying to catch her eyes just wanting to see them was everything I had ever wanted but as I looked down seeing the handle of the sword protruding on my chest I knew I wasn't meant to be.
Again the word "Perfect" ran through my mind it was too perfect. I had always been alone before her never wanting just passing by through life as a bystander going through the motions of living and numb through it all. But then I met her…well not really met…I saw her.
That was all it took. A glance and my world flipped seeing her golden hair turn a tinge of copper as she stood facing the sun. Bright Icy blue eyes that seemed to look through me and her lightly patted freckles catching my eyes as I noticed them on her button nose. My eyes wandered to her bare arms that looked soft and creamy as can be protruding though her dark blue almost purple dress.
"Perfect"
If there was a drug she was it. My dull grey filled life marred by the light that was her. I for the first time saw with my own eyes a kaleidoscope of colors I never knew were even there. I was the epitome of invigoration the sight of her was so deep it felt like nothing I've felt before and probably nothing I ever will again.
Funny how it's been said that your life flashes before your eyes before you die I guess she was my life. No I don't guess…I know she was. Looking at her face I see tears…or maybe it's my imagination…maybe it's the rain.Then I feel it. I feel the blades tremblings reverberate through me almost as if to let me know. I thought I would be mad or maybe even sad or have a thought to kill her . I know I could because I have it here The Gun To End All
Purgatory
That's what I knew it was called. Purgatory she calls me to use her to take what little color I have to make nothing. To bring everything to purgatory.
Cleanse to grey
Call upon Purgatory
I hear it over and over it knows I won't she's all that's left if I were to…
All would be grey all would be cleansed
I look at her and smile.
This was all I could do I put every emotion I had for her through this smile.
My sadness
My happiness
My love
I look down and notice the crimson stream dripping on the floor I look up again and notice her other hand bleeding her beautiful nails digging into her hands.
She didn't want this.
She didn't want this.
It repeats through my head over and over.I had to believe this. I am in denial I would never believe this there has to be more. There is something i'm missing. My mind racing trying to analyze while effectively being impaled. I feel the adrenaline seep through and my mana doing its best to contain what little vitality my body contains
Purgatory rips and roars through my mind screaming.
I know I can't though. I embrace her as hard as it is as the blade lodges itself deeper and deeper into me. I feel tearing my body frantically trying to heal its self to no avail.
"It's okay it's okay" I repeat over and over as she relents and holds me gently. She sobs still holding the handle to the blade. Her "Sorry" whispering through the the gut wrenching cry's.
And then it clicks into place. The only thing she loved more than me was her little sister.
"They have her don't they" I say.
"Yes" she whispers her voice cracking.
That's all I needed to know.
"I needed to know it wasn't a lie" I said to her as I gently caress her back soothing her.
I hear Purgatory reaching a fever pitch screaming for vengeance screaming to return everything to the grey…They would know grey.
"Purgatory" I whispered
They weapon forms in my trembling hand the cool metal resting easy in my palm cool to the touch. I tighten my grip and bring the barrel to my temple and pull the trigger.