The afterlife was even worse than her first lifetime.
Ky was absolutely certain of that. She wasn't sure when she'd died. But she knew she must have. It wasn't physically possible to feel as utterly terrible as she did right now and still be alive. She was frozen clear through, every part of her numb, and yet in more pain than was imaginable. Each breath was a hard-fought battle.
They'd been doing this for at least fifteen years now.
They'd... they'd left... Tarr? Lord Tarr's Keep. He'd... they'd... Aleth. Aleth thrashed her within an inch of her life. Tarr had gotten bored of watching, she guessed, and took her even closer. Then he'd given Aleth a thorough thrashing as well.
Then... horses...
Now walking.
They hadn't stopped walking in a decade.
When she closed her eyes she was walking.
When she opened her eyes she was walking.
And yet they weren't going anywhere at all. Just. Snow. Ahead. Behind. Beneath.
"We're here little one," Tadaaki murmured.
Ky looked up, realizing that she was slumped against him as he supported most of her bodyweight. Right. Him. Aaki. Her friend.
They were where?
The gates of hell?
Why was it still so cold?
(I am just assuming Tarr would beat them all to a pulp but I'm totally good to edit this if it's ooc @GrandWild)
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