At a closer look, the woman's hair was jet-black, in contrast to her emaciated, pale skin. Her stare seemed otherworldly in the eyes of Arata. She had a certain unsettling beauty in Arata's eyes. Arata rushed over, watching her tumble from the roof.
Her limp body lay across a pot of roses. Her head hit the floor first, her neck bent with a crunch, and her eyes tried to bulge from their sockets. Blood ruptured out of her face, and what was left when her body came to a stop was a gory splatter next to the shattered flower pot.
Arata was just in a good mood, having eaten a nice meal, getting through a short period of success, but suddenly the future seemed bleak yet again. He looked down at the corpse, and the sky felt like it turned gray as he shook at the sight. Pity for the woman, horror at the sight of her corpse, and fear of what more death is to come in this world.
The many heads of citygoers turned to acknowledge the broken pot before averting their eyes to the terrible sight. Arata feels like he has to vomit at the sight after seeing the whole thing.
Shit, what do I do now? I'm just gonna get out of here. He quickly flees the scene, blood on his pants and sweat on his face. He tries to continue the search for a place to sleep when suddenly, men clear the street.
A woman approaches with a trench coat and dark, medium-length green hair. Her eyes were dark blue, but only darkened further upon seeing the blood on Arata's clothes. She looked almost like a detective, in a professional suit and ribbons in her hair.
"You bastard, what the hell did you do to Selena?" The woman shouts to Arata. Pulling a rapier on him.
That was the woman's name? I guess I look a little suspicious, but she jumped on her own. Arata shouts to try and talk reason into her, "calm down, I didn't do anything, she jumped on her own-"
"Liar! I can see the guilt plastered across your face and the blood on your pants. What else could have happened? She wouldn't, I can't believe she would jump." The woman says, choking through tears. Just recently stricken with grief, it was impossible to talk some sense into her.
"What did you do to Selena!" The woman begins to scream as her rapier begins to glow. As the light from the sky dimmed, it almost looked like a second sun emerged in the shape of her blade.
It's no use trying to talk to her, she's completely lost her temper in rage… the loss hit her hard. Arata attempts to open his mouth to speak, "I'm telli- AAGH!"
That was a rhetorical question as Arata quickly learned when golden daggers suddenly erupted in his side. He watches as his ribs are exposed from underneath his skin, being ruthlessly maimed by golden metal as light bursts out of his injury. His knees drop as the life is ripped from Arata's body. Before he even has a chance to fight back, a golden spear is sent through his skull, before he has an opportunity to retaliate.
"Oh, Arata, you're back already? What happened?" Ravenna mumbles to Arata with the remainder of the tart in her mouth.
"Ravenna, don't talk while you're chewing. I just got skewered from the inside out, nothing much." This angel's giving me a migraine. I thought I was doing something nice for her.
"I just can't get used to the pain and shock of dying, it's like my body forgets the pain of my final moments. Is there a way to improve my pain tolerance?" Arata begins to plead, hoping there's an easy solution.
Ravenna looks at him with a look of pity, "Sorry, your physical state needs to be reset; it's not possible to do so. Even if your mind grows accustomed to the sensation, your body never truly will."
Arata's expression sours; his mood was just so good, but his emotions are all the way back down in the gutter of life being shit. Why? This ability sucks. How much longer do I have to stay like this? What could go wrong if I just lived a normal life in another world like the other isekai protagonists?
Ravenna quickly tries to correct his attitude, trying to remedy the mood, "Well, if I may suggest something, maybe turn your scope on looking at your situation inward, don't think about what's to come in future lives… if you don't like to see something, why not do everything in your power to prevent it? Go back and stop it before you decide to give in."
Her name was Selena… It's a pity to see a young woman like that die. I at least need to know why she did that. I really am annoying, trying to get insight into another person's life, but if it saves it, then that would be justified.
Arata returns to the church, and Mother Alma is still awaiting his prayer. Arata begins to kneel, and Raphael descends, now wearing a long skirt that falls past her knees. Her feet grace the floor this time when Arata decides to comment.
"The old look suited you better-"