Founded
I only laid there limply as Hirato headed back to the 'warehouse' to bring out the tools he needed, taking his sweet time as the distant sound of clinking and clanking started. I was barely able to lift my head up to see when this lunatic would be back - the metal noises continued ringing in the soundless air, so I had no choice but to simply stare at the dark, now cloudy sky though I couldn't even keep my eyes open anymore. The danger of losing consciousness any second loomed over my shaky vision.
(So... is this it? Is this really how my life will end...? Without even living to my fullest... without saying goodbye to Mizore, Raizo, Yuichi, and the twins? Am I really... this helpless...? Not being able to prove myself... ha... haha... what a waste in the end.)