Nothing. She felt nothing, saw nothing, heard nothing; or at least that's what Emily thought when she woke from her sleep. The cot that Noah gave her was nowhere to be seen, replacing it was nothing. And yet, she was there, the only thing that existed in the vast amount of nothing.
She wanted to speak. Emily quickly opened her mouth only to close it in silence, afraid if even her voice would make a sound in the void. If it did make a sound, it would only sound lost, confused, and lonely, the same feelings that were eating away at her heart. It was all happening again, she was alone, this time in nothing.
Curling up in a ball, Emily closed her eyes tight and tried to control her breathing; her heart frantically beat against her chest as if wanting to escape. But soon that feeling too did cease, as if her heart stopped beating all together. Frantically she took her hand and put it to her chest, but felt nothing. Was this death? Was she dying? Did she fail? All these thoughts ran through her head as she sat straight up, this must be how one feels when their soul is no longer theirs.
Emily found that she had no voice when she tried calling out for Seere. Frantically she silently yelled till her eyes were water works and her face was red, but nothing made it past her lips. Why wasn't anything working, even if she was calling out to the one who owned her soul now. Surely he would allow it, Seere didn't seem that corrupt.
And he wasn't. Emily would have felt his hand on her shoulder, if she still had her soul to feel things, and turned around to see the beautiful demon she bargained with. Somehow just the sight of him was a bit of calm she needed, as she flung her body into him and hugged him as tight as she thought she could muster. She silently sobbed as she thought he hugged her back, rubbing her head or back, like a loving protector would do. She had no clue though, she felt nothing.
“There, there,” Seere's voice sounded a bit strained, but it still was sweet as ever to Emily's ears, “all will be alright.” Emily leaned back and looked up into Seere's face that showed no sign of joy or sorrow. She wanted to ask him so many things. As she started to speak her face slowly fell and her lips came to a stop, making Seere give a sorrowful chuckle. “You no longer exists in this world.” Emily’s eyes went wide with fear as her demon lord gave the news, her body started to shiver with anxiety. Normally she would collapse and try to catch her breath, but she was nothing now, rules didn't apply for her. “This world no longer exists all together,” Seere added in a small voice, “They changed the past, and now you don't exist Emily.” As he said her name, Emily's body continued to shake, but she couldn't decide if she was confused or scared.
Seere helped Emily to her feet, then brushed a hand alongside her face wiping tears away. “Our contract is voided due to outside influences,” Seere started to sound sad, it wasn't every day that the higher-ups would take away his toy, “and I would hate that my last sight of you would be a crying one. At least smile, just once for me.” Emily couldn't stop crying, she no longer exists and now was disappearing, but she managed to give the most pathetic smile she could muster. “That's pitiful,” Seere pressed his lips. “You might not exist, but you're not dead.” Emily didn't catch the demon's words, making Seere strongly grab her chin and force her to look into his eyes. “This world does not exist anymore, but there is still another. There you live, everyone lives.”
Emily's water works slowed down as Seere's words sank in. “Your soul still lives, Emily.” Seere said with a smile as the girl gave a weak, but sincere, smile in return. “That's better,” the demon chuckled as the Emily finally felt at ease and soon vanished from his grasp, as if turning into nothing herself.
Anaba sprawled herself on the sofa, claiming all of it for herself as she napped, or tried to at least. Hours ago she was rudely woken up by tapping from inside, and they didn't seem they were going to cease anytime soon. As she tossed and turned to find a more comfortable position to sleep, she started to rub her slightly swollen belly. “Yes yes, you're alive in there. Now for the love of god, stop!”
Alias - Haz|
Nationality - American
D.O.B. - Aug 31
Location - United States
Occupation - College student; Math Major
Interests - Art | Music | Video Games | Fantasy & Sci-Fi books | Comics | Science | Occult | History | Other Cultures
Likes - Animals | Food | Sleep | Literature & Music
Dislikes - Uncooked Peppers | Rude People | Liars | Working Retail