Chapter 44: Arc 2, - 22: Sea-Breeze
'Right. Magic's real here; doesn't mean gods are though.' Jotou pulled the curtain. Neatly in the wooden box were cushions and carpeting.
It was so quiet; like there was no one to cloud her thoughts. She could hear herself think and the box looked so comfy. Like she could snuggle up and fall asleep.
Jotou sat down with a gulp, closing the curtain, "Uh, hello?"
"Hello," the man's voice replied, calming and low. After a brief few seconds of silence, "How long has it been since your last confession?"
"I, this is my first time ever doing anything like this. I'm Jotou Howllett."
The priest went silent for a moment, "Most people prefer to be anonymous child," a little chuckle on his part, "Good to meet you Jotou, I'm Pastor Keel. How are you feeling child?"
"Oh... Not the best, I guess... For a lot of reasons. I want to explain, but I don't exactly know how to without giving away more information."
"Well, to make it easier, I have heard of you Thundering Blade. I promise you everything said here will be kept private till my grave, but I will understand coming from your viewpoint."
Jotou groaned, her head falling into her palms, "Yeah, I guess I'm just that much more of an idiot for saying my name...
There's, too many things. I'm not even from this world and I'm in someone else's body that I now have to honour and I'm the sole person who all my friends are depending on to defeat all the velatos.
The fact that I'm wrapped up in all of this gives me enough headaches at night. I feel guilty for so many reasons I don't even fully understand.