#wandcring

    Light was all their vision can see as they started to regain consciousness. It was hurting their eyes, so they had to shield it with their arm and turn their body to the side to recover. That was the first thing they noticed when they woke up.

The second thing they noticed was flower petals brushing against their face. Curiosity compels them to push themselves into sitting up and the next thing they notice was the fact that they were sitting upon a bed of golden flowers. Which is... odd, they’d think as they looked up again with more clarity now, because didn't they just fall from...?

So the next thing they noticed after checking themselves, was that they weren’t injured whatsoever. Did those flowers break their fall? That didn’t seem very likely since it was a pretty deep fall. Were they actually dead or maybe even dreaming? It was difficult to tell right now.

The fifth and final thing they notice after waking up, was that they were not alone. They let out a sigh of relief that they weren’t even aware they were holding back.

Not too far from them was another child who was already awake. They weren’t very sure if they were the same age or not since they were always on the short side, but their fashion sense sure looked STRANGELY similar to the other. The other child seemed to be preoccupied with their own thoughts, or at the very least, hasn’t seemed to notice them looking at them yet. Did they fall in here too? Are they hurt or anything? How long have they been out?

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“You’re giving me a headache.... Tell me then, what do you think you are? Human, demon, witch, or maybe vampire? Don’t try and fool yourself.” Will waited patiently for the child’s response. They have shown many qualities that resembled the foulest of demons Will had vanquished in his career. However, Will just thought this was a hurt child, tired of the reality they suffered through. Of course there was always suffering, and there was no way God could answer every prayer, but it’s expected for human’s to keep struggling through their hardships. They are supposed to know that they would be rewarded if they kept believing.

 This truly was a child, a child that expected to get his way the moment he asked a higher being for help. It’s a sad fact that prayers aren’t always answered, and it isn’t until someone meets with death that most of their prayers are listened to, but those requests would be bestowed on the faithful. Never a child who gives up when they don’t get things their way. 

Chara approached Will with no signs of fear. As he expected of this child. No, Will could not kill him, but he certainly could banish him to the deepest depths of hell, or unmask the illusion of this child who acts as a demon. Still he found doing those things unnecessary. “Creepy, ugly, brat...? Nah, I’m not gonna use those words. Like you said it’s pathetic for a grown man to harass a child, but you definitely aren’t the cute child you could be, and your actions of course are not praiseworthy. Cut the shit and end this tantrum.”

Will scolded the child without using words to insult them like they asked him to. After all giving in to an angry child won’t solve anything. “I won’t kill you either... Right now we are sitting on Mount Purgatory in between Heaven and Hell. It’s up to you where you go in the end, or maybe you just stay here. I’m trying to reason with you here, because no child should have to live here or be condemned to Hell.”