.I woke up to people just talking and stuff... total noise. I opened my eyes and then I remembered I'm on a flight. Man, I'm so happy. I'm finally going home today.
I was just listening to everyone. Most of them spoke stuff I didn't even understand, but some were in English talking about how great their country is. But then this guy says,
"I'm going home after full 20 years." Honestly? That scared me a bit. 20 years? How do you
even do that—stay away for that long? It's like, is he even a human or what? It just feels crazy.
By then, all the other passengers had come. The air hostess says, "Sir, everyone please sit on your seats." Then it took a lot of time,
people sat, and then it was time for the plane to take off. I saw all around, people were sitting peacefully in their places. But it was quite strange. In many places, it will take a lot of time.
Usually, it doesn't take this much time in a flight, and many things were kept there. I looked at her and then asked the air hostess, "Miss, we are almost 20 minutes late."
As soon as I asked this question, everyone started asking her the same. The sound of everyone shouting—my head started getting bad. Why did everyone start shouting? Then the air hostess said,
"Sir, there was some problem, please everyone sit in your places, we are just about to take off." She had to explain a lot to the people, only then people sat peacefully
.
I am sitting on my seat, the window seat. From the window, my face is reflecting and I saw my face—blue eyes and deep blue hair. Cold air coming out from these eyes, like my eyes are made of ice pieces. And a face that everyone
calls beautiful; for me, the meaning of the word 'beautiful' is different. I looked at myself and said, "My purpose will be fulfilled today."
I am going to my home after almost 5 years, and this face has become even more strange. It feels like I am a strange animal with whom strange things happen. From childhood
, my name is Rio Isanami. I am 23 years old.
23 years
Then the plane was taken off. I am not used to getting on a plane, so I started feeling a little dizzy. I can control myself, so I kept my hand on my eyes.
Closing each eye, I tried to take deep breaths. Then I saw strange colors floating in the air. Light coming out from inside them is spread all around. People cannot see that light. I saw it, but I tried to ignore it because why does this always happen with me?
Then after some time, I took out my phone and I saw my sister Sara's message. It was written in it:
"Big brother, it has been many years. You don't even reply to my messages, but I know you will be fine. Since childhood, many things have been strange with you.
You talk about strange things every time, you see strange things, but you never got scared, never gave up. People kept calling you wrong, still you remained your dear self.
I am happy that I got a brother like you. You are returning after 5 years, but you did wrong with me—you said you would return last year only, but you didn't. This time, you just come to my hands; I will hug you tightly and never let you go.
I hope that strange things have stopped appearing to you. I have prayed to God, I do it every time, that He keeps you safe from every trouble and illness and keeps you happy. Goodbye, hope we meet soon."
God might even exist, but I have nothing to do with Him. Neither was He with me in happiness, nor was He with me in sorrow. Since childhood, I was given a strange power from which I never got anything, only darkness is visible.
I closed my eyes and started pretending to sleep. Seconds, minutes, hours—I was counting all because my mind started working very fast. You can call it a strange illness or power; I see things strange, and my mind shows me anything at any time. Now after some time, the air attendant started bringing chocolates for all of us.
She called me, "Sir, would you like to take this?" I moved my hand and picked it up myself, as many as in my fist. After that, she went to a person and said the same thing to him, but that person refused. Then she said, "Sir, please try once."
Then suddenly that person agreed. This is very strange.
Then I saw the colors floating in the air are getting deep. I started getting the scent; the smell of those colors started getting heavy.
My head started bursting and voices started coming in my head: "You are going to die! Run away! Run away! Your real identity is calling you!" I shouted in my mind, "What are you talking?"
Now a man came running and fell on his knees exactly in front of me. And as soon as I raised my hand to help him, then I felt a jolt. Things were red everywhere and blood splatters fell on me. Then a voice came:
"He is going to die." Hearing this, my hands started shaking. I was not able to breathe.
Then a person looked towards me and said, "What happened? Help him!"
Then that person went to lift him up. In the next moment, the person who had fallen was hit by a bullet in his head—exactly like the dream I had. Seeing this,
my breath started puffing. Voices started coming in my head: "Everyone is going to die! Everyone is going to die!" Now my head started hurting loudly. I held my head with both my hands.
Then some people entered, hiding their faces and taking weapons in their hands, and started shouting, "If anyone moves from their place, I will kill them!"
Then a person screamed in fear. Then I felt a jolt again. Suddenly time stopped. Blood was spread everywhere.
And I saw a woman whose clothes and body had blood everywhere, her face was hidden. She came to me and said, "I want to give you an identity, will you accept me?"
Her words were very heavy, like she was pressing me. Foul smell of blood everywhere. And she said, "In your words... I am the Goddess of Death, who is searching for you for thousands of years." Kuchh badlav Kiya aap batao