NANASAWA MATARI

What happens when one eats Death? Personally, I don’t really know. What I do know is merely one thing. I’m hungry. Therefore, I’ll take the heads of these guys and deliver them to my superiors. Surely, I’ll be able to eat delicious food. Come, if preparations are in order, we depart.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer. And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…