Saya no uta

BOO!

You're not scared? That's kinda weird. Why weren't you scared?

You're not like the others, are you? Am I the only one who appears beautiful to you?

You claim to live in a world of horrors where I am the only light. But that's alright. I'll be happy to let you into my life.

I'm Saya. And you are now my patient. Let me heal you.

Every day you have to suffer a world that still remembers you, but which you no longer belong to. But you will survive all these days only because you know I'll always be waiting for you.

I will fill your nights with an ecstasy you can no longer get anywhere else. And you cannot leave me, for there is only disgust and terror waiting for you if you do.

I am the only reason you're still carrying on, and before you know it, you're in love with me.

Your loathing for your old world is rising day by day. It wasn't too long ago that I met one of your friends. She was infuriated by the way in which you treated the woman who genuinely loved you. But she no longer belonged to you. Only I now belong to you. And I know you want to keep things that way.

Perhaps the old you would have killed me for trapping her in the kitchen. The old you would never have forgiven me for ripping her open and sinking my teeth in. But the old you died the moment you'd opened your eyes that fateful day. The old you would never have found me beautiful, after all. But the new you does. And the new you is only too happy to accept my offer of the meal that your friend has become.

I should bring you some new friends too. Perhaps your neighbor would be suitable. He seems like such a nice man. And if he doesn't remain nice and tries to hurt me for what I did to him, I know you will kill him for me. You cannot allow me to suffer. You love me.

And even if I offer you a way back into your old world, you won't accept it. Because that would mean losing me. And I am your only source of happiness. I am the only one that you love now.

I will even exact vengeance on anyone else who used to love you. You do like what I've done with your old flame, don't you? You like how she weeps. How she suffers. We can make her suffer together. And we will. You are all mine now.

And when the world comes for us, you will gladly turn against them for me. Your old friends, your old values have all been burned away, and I have taken their place.

The old you would have been beyond horrified when I bloomed and sent my children to take the world for themselves. But the new you finds the sight beautiful. After all, the new you is the father of my children too. And now the world, will soon be ours.