Darkness Feeling の小説・ストーリー

For the first time in life, I feel helpless. All my life I've never felt the void of darkness and it's new to me. We're known as the dark creature formed of two bloodline but we never felt that darkness until this moment. I felt my soul being eaten up by the darkness, it's creeping all over my slow heart beat threatening to take over as I try to fight it. Our hybrids are going crazy. I can see Damon struggling to fight the dark force that threatens to take over our souls. We are in anguish. You know that awkward feeling when you loose something precious to you and can't find it anywhere. No sniff, no scent, no trace, just nothing gives it away. That's how I feel. I just stood staring at noth

A damp, bone-deep cold that settles into my skin and refuses to leave, the kind that doesn't come from weather but from a place that hasn't seen warmth or light or life in a very long time. I groan softly and slowly force my eyes open, trying to lift my head, and I immediately regret it. The world lurches violently, my vision swimming, and for a second I think I might actually pass out again. What the hell happened? I blink, straining my eyes to focus, and the first thing I see is darkness. Not the comforting kind. Not the kind that comes with a soft bed and closed curtains. This is different. It's cold and oppressive. The kind of darkness that presses down on you like a physical weight.

A gasp tore through my throat like a poisoned arrow and I shot to my feet, blinking away the nightmare that played behind my lids only seconds ago. “So real, how could it feel so real?” I wheezed, scrambling out the bed and heaving over the porcelain bowl of the washroom sink just before my guts heaved up even more of my poisoned blood. “Goddess and seven hells, Laziel. You have finally gone mad.” I chuckled bitterly, glaring at my reflection in the dirty mirror. “Side effects of The Darkness include fever dreams, wolf maladies, hallucinations…delirium,” I muttered, recalling the words from the scribe’s handbook after the first plague of the darkness hit all those years ago.

~Carmen~ Once Dargo tugs me past the front door, my entire being gets swallowed by darkness. There’s no light in the first space we walked into, not even a single trace to provide any relief. It is almost as if light doesn't exist in this part of the world. My eyes struggle to adjust, my brain expecting to see the faint outlines of what’s around me at any second as expected, but everything around me remains pitch black. It feels like I’ve suddenly been dropped into an abyss. It's so frightening.

The darkness closed in around me, and I was trapped in a world of uncertainty and fear. My mind was a jumble of thoughts and emotions, but I couldn't focus on any of them. I was consumed by a sense of dread, a sense of impending doom. I tried to fight against the darkness, but it was too strong. It pulled me under, and I was gone, lost in a sea of nothingness.

The hospital was eerily silent, like it had swallowed me whole. The darkness around me seemed to thicken, pressing down on me from all sides. I felt the suffocating weight of it in my lungs, like the air itself had turned to lead. My heartbeat was loud in my ears, too fast, too erratic. The quiet was so oppressive, it felt like the darkness was alive, watching, waiting for me to lose control.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

When I open them again, the firelight is gone. The world around me is not the library. It is nothing. There is no other way to describe it. I am in a dark pit of nothingness, space made of shadow and silence, cold and endless. The darkness is so dense it feels like it’s inside of me, consuming me too. My heart stutters in my chest, and I try to move, but my limbs feel heavy and sluggish.

Belle’s POV Darkness has a sound. Nobody tells you that. People think darkness is silent. It isn’t. It breathes. It remembers. And beneath my house— it whispered. The moment the lights died, the world disappeared with them. No walls. No staircase. No Ethan. No Mason. Just blackness swallowing everything so completely it felt alive. Then came the breathing. Not one. Many. Slow. Ancient. Surrounding me from every direction. My pulse hammered violently inside my chest.

~HOLLY~ I don’t know how long I stay like that on the floor, crying, shaking and breaking. Time feels… wrong here. Like it stretches and bends just to make everything hurt longer. At some point, my body gives in. The tears slow, and my breathing steadies just enough. And exhaustion drags me under. ~~~ I see darkness and it feels alive. It wraps around me, not cold like the castle, but heavy, thick, and pressing.