Chapter 1: Counterpoint of Perishing Voices

The streets turn pitch black with each step the boy takes, as he cries hysterically. With his legs shaking frantically along with his entire body as if it is about to fall apart, he trips and falls down the stairway on the side of the street. With the exception of his body rolling and hitting the hard stone stairs and the boy's hysterical crying, everything was silent. There seemed to be no sound, and the night was darker than any night. The light seemed absent, with the surroundings being darker than the darkness you see in your sleep. The boy's cries didn't echo, as his voice got swallowed into the night. As the boy cried hysterically, the boy cried, with his voice fading from time to time, "Mimi… Oh, Mimi… I couldn't keep my promise to you… I'm sorry…" After saying those words, the boy made himself small in his shame and began crying hysterically again, slamming his head on the floor over and over again, cracking his skull. With no sensation of pain left on his body anymore, his madness took over him. All the pain he felt left on him was all engraved into his consciousness, with his sheer feeling of existing feeling like shattered glass. With his grief only adding up to the pain, he cried even more hysterically and pathetically, only to be heard by no one. After slamming his head on the floor and the wall next to the staircase, his consciousness began to fade, as it cannot withstand the amount of madness, sadness, pain, and grief it was feeling. All of his emotions stirred in his empty space, with the complete absence being filled with the madness that only he can see and feel. Then glimpses of memories within his head began flowing within him, all of them being memories formed and recollected by the madness. The memories began flowing rapidly, and more rapidly, until the point where speed became irrelevant, and he experienced all of it at once. As Codarius felt completely hopeless, useless, and wrathful towards all that caused this upon him, he tried to scream, cry, slam his head, and fall onto the floor, however, he couldn't. He had no body, he had no nothing, he was just in complete darkness now. The darkness left the boy with nothing but insanity. The pain accumulated endlessly when suddenly, everything shattered into several pieces, the pieces flying everywhere, in the darkness, eventually, the darkness disappeared into somewhere, beyond what I can perceive. The darkness seemed to have expanded far, even the horizon seemed to have sunk into the other side of the horizon. At the moment when the boys' consciousness shattered, so did all of the darkness that had taken over, that had grown as the boy's madness had taken over the boy more and more. Perhaps there was nothing, even the fundamental concept of nothing itself, that hadn't been taken over by the darkness that grew with the boy's madness. Everything shattered at once temporarily, opening a gate to somewhere. A somewhere in nowhere, as the where would not be perceivable as anywhere. From the outside, the somewhere is abundant, making up everywhere, but from the inside, it is nowhere as even the everywhere from the outside simply cannot make up any part of the everywhere in the inside. Uncountable layers upon layers shattered, leaving nothing behind. The darkness, unknown to all what it is, surrounded the boy's shattered pieces. The boy's madness resonated everywhere boundlessly, spreading the darkness instantaneously. Who knows where the world is anymore, as everything that contained what contained what contained what contained, infinitely repeating until you reach what contains the world is now like a book that was dropped in a bucket of burning ink.