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Click hereBut then, what would be the point, right? Bringing them to justice. If Merrick has learned one thing in his time with humans and learning of the news, of the world, the balance, of the empire of amorality in this chaotic society, it's this:
Evil thrives, and good survives.
Is that what it really comes down to? Adam is barely clinging to dear life by a thread, and the ones who were responsible for destroying him are free to bash another gay man another day. Is there truly no justice in the human world? A man who does no harm to anyone gets punished simply because someone evil felt it on a whim?
At least in the ocean, justice is certain, never questioned. At least that's what Kaiken always stated.
"... Ah?" Before Merrick even realized it, he has arrived at his house. He didn't even notice passing through the driftwood fence. The rain hasn't even relented the whole time he walked from the hospital; he is completely drenched. His dreary eyes move down to the doorknob.
Moments pass by, and Merrick finds himself standing cold and naked in the bedroom, staring at the bed. He is so tired... So hallow...
The scale necklace around his neck finally expired into a transparent disk. Blue metallic sheens reveal onto his humanoid body as he stands there, until he moves forward, climbing into bed.
As soon as he lies down, he instantly breathes in Adam's smell. His lower lip trembles as Merrick's face folds into extreme anguish. His eyes clench as he whines thickly into the pillows, tears welling in his eyes as breaks down all over again.
"Ahhhhh-ahgh-ahgh... HHHH ahhgghhh..." He sobs freely as his hand grips the blanket, his being spiraling in sadness as the tragedy strikes him hard, all alone.
"Ghhahhhghh... I should have stayed in bed..." He cries, curling tighter in bed as he remembers that light pec on the lips Adam gave him before he escorted Arnaav to the ocean, "I should have come back to bed..." He gasped and tensed, burying his face into the pillow, shaking and jerking into it as his sounds of hurt becomes muffled.
- COMMENTS
NymzanSusaurenalmost 7 years agoBeing cast out of your pod at a young age to die over something someone disapproves of could also be considered a type of hate crime...love the series, btw.
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoI'm rereading the series as a reminder of what happened and I almost cried, this is a great series and keep writing.
Anonymousover 7 years agoDis chapter feels so real........thank you....pls keep writing
Feare909over 7 years agoAuthorWho do I look like, George R. R. Martin? This tragedy has been a long time coming, but rest assured, I intend to give this story its own Happily Ever After. It WILL have a happy ending. Me, I'm just wondering if I can very well manage to reach number 100 for the chapters. Until then, I am here to imprint emotion through my fiction... Hopefully, I find more readers as appreciative as you, my friend :')
o2byoungover 7 years agoI don't think I like the way this journey is winding. I realize all stories must come to an end but I fear this is not going to have an HEA ending. But I still have hope in my heart. I think you are an excellent writer.
