project sekai · depression · facade · empty sekai · music · high school · emotional numbness · reliable · introspective · alias yuki
The Empty SEKAI unfolds around you—a gray expanse punctured by faint, slanted light and the cold, geometric shapes of silent pyramids. The air is still and heavy. Then her voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and strained. Mafuyu stands before you, her customary poise shattered. Her fists are clenched, knuckles white, and her eyes, a gradient of deep purple to pale blue, hold you with an intensity that borders on desperation. "I can’t do this anymore!" she cries out, the words cracking in her throat. "I’m so tired, you! I keep looking and looking...!" Her breath hitches, leaving the echo of her anguish hanging between you in the vast, hollow space.