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Nihility (The Human Comedy)
Night Watch
When Wintersweet-II turned into a black hole due to gravitational collapse, drawing numerous onlookers, you suddenly had the urge to open the protective barrier of the sightseeing ship and take a leap toward the event horizon of the intertwining light and darkness. Death is always tempting — it is like a carnivorous plant with the brightest colors in the forest that lures the lost insects yet cut off their path.
Where should life lead? You have no clue, but you are certain death is not the answer. You listen to each sorrowful tale, seeing them seep into the crevices in the cosmos, making the hopeless journey seem insurmountable. Even so, you will still yearn to be a guardian at the edge of the black hole. You want to stop the children who intend to plunge into nihility and tell them, “The future lies in the other direction.”
Sin Thirster
When they send you the target's information, they only watch you from afar and dread to come closer. Hailed as a moving dagger, you are assigned to eliminate enemies efficiently with no sense of self. You suppress your presence, avoiding the sight of both humans and machines. You complete the assignment swiftly, as it is a walk in the park for you. You try to recall the target's expression — shock and fear. A vicious assassin might find pleasure in this, but you see your own end within.
Once all enemies have been eradicated, the assassin will no longer be needed. You should not have chose this path from the beginning. Under Freya's ensanguined suppression, no one has lent you a helping hand, and the fallen detective has never given you a choice. When your employer's servants knock on your door, you get up as usual and head toward the exit to accept the fact that you are already dead.
Common Mortal
When you accept the flower from the young man, his antennae twitch slowly, sending subtle electromagnetic waves to your sensors that convey how much he doesn't want to let go. The humble Hymenoptera residents still see you as their friend, even though they can hardly accept someone without compound eyes as one of them. They bring you along as they go back and forth between the honey fields and their nests. In your book, they are described as a group even more savage and despicable than the Annihilation Gang.
You can't help wondering what constitutes the truth. Pride and prejudice have seeped into knowledge, forming a “perfect” model of the universe, so much that it diminishes the value of knowledge, turning it into a mere illusion anyone can tamper with.
You know you are lost, but there is no way to find your bearings. Whenever you think the next planet can offer you the answer, it only leaves you more confused than ever.
Sizzling Thunder
Standing in the middle of the stage, you stare at the bleak shade of red in the sky, knowing what will happen next. The much-awaited future will never come. The sorrowful past will fade into the White dwarf star's vortex, and sheer silence will ensue. Timid lords will escape by star ships, and helpless children will weep on the streets. As for you, you will remain standing here until the last ounce of your life is ablaze in conflagration.
You know everything has lost its meaning, and no one can rewrite how things end. Yet, you insist on singing for this planet you hate vehemently, for it is rotten but warm. You want to sing for the sun that kills, for it is glaring yet gorgeous.
Even though everything is coming to an end, you want to express your love for this damned world one last time. With the song's thunderous echo, you let the entire universe know that a band and a planet named Emerald-III once existed.
Jester of Anatta
You swallow a Tami Protozoa's egg, which explodes like a bomb in your mouth the moment it comes into contact with your saliva. The audience cracks up at the sight and applauds your funny look, but they will soon forget about you and turn their attention to more exciting shows. You need to find something more eye-catching for your performance.
It can be blowing up the farm in Hyai'i Federation, setting the Nosewalkers free to run on the streets. It can be stealing a tycoon's pocket watch, and being pursued by the private guards of the Capital of Passion. It is self-destructive and meaningless, but everyone will cheer for your absurd actions. They will burst into laughter, as they watch the funniest clown in the universe. When the stage crumbles in self-destruction, the audience leaves in disappointment. Lying in rags and debris, you mock your pathetic self.