A Pained Beat In This Heart of Mine [Private: Saiko Mori]

Song: Sarcasm | Artist: NightcoreReality | Word Count: 852

A quiet sigh left the male's lips as his feet guided him through this strange place that was the Demon World. Once again, he found himself wandering throughout these outskirts of the seemingly infinite world of the demons. Rubbing his eyes slowly, and wiping some of the tiredness from his body, he continued to wander. There were countless times that he had been here, and no single time had been in the same place. Constant winding paths, areas that would change the moment you left, etc. This place could be considered one of the most difficult places to navigate within this realm.

But, there was still that sense of knowledge within the mind of this certain young male. The knowledge that he knew where he was going. A hefty sigh came from him once again, and the drab eyes of his stared into the distance of the Outlands of the Demon World. This was a place of silence. A place of peace. A place where one could delve deep into their mind. But, with this current mindset, there was not a chance to calm himself. There was no state of calm from the events that had occurred earlier in the day.

It was a normal day, but yet....it still served to get under his skin. His half-breed nature was always the cause. He was an outsider. He was tainted. Impure. Or, as the many Shinigami and Demons that he tried conversing with...he was a freak. Albeit they used much more colorful language, but it still was the same. So, why had he come here? It was simple. To get away. The bones and muscles in his legs creaked and groaned from the strain of running for so long. But, he was where he had set off to be in.

Alone.

As his legs gave out from under him, he collapsed to his knees, his head lowering to the ground, while the backs of his hands pressed against the ground as they lay there. Quiet pants of exhaustion left him as his body worked into overtime to have his body to relax and restore itself. His eyes opened, and his head lifted for a moment, before dipping back down. It was the exhaustion that brought his head down this time. It was something much more...influential. But, that feeling was soon interrupted by the physical feeling that shot through his body.

Pain.

A gasp attempted to leave him, but it felt as if it was forced back down into him. A gloved hand trembled as it hovered over his chest, fingers stretched outwards towards his heart, and constant wincing came from his eyes as the throbbing in his chest continued. It was non-stop. It was hard to breathe with this. But, he forced himself to take a deep breath, and rise to his feet. A quiet sigh left him, and his glazed over eyes stared into these strange lands. This was....new. A new portion of the massive width of the outlands of the demons. And still, one word blended into his mind.

This...is where I belong.

And, with these thoughts, he felt himself sinking evermore into those dismal pits. His gaze drifted to the ground, and his mind continued to swarm with thoughts. Were they his own? After all this time, he really couldn't tell the difference anymore. But, while he continued to think and question himself, he unknowingly found himself moving. Moving towards...what? Well, he didn't know. He had never explored these parts of this place. His glossy eyes stared at the ground as his feet guided him.

The area around him changed. Plum coloring draped over the land like curtains, mixing in with the ashy grey that was in these parts. As his mind exited the recesses of his thoughts, his head lifted slightly, and gazed forward blankly. His movements halted, and his head lifted upwards, looking at the compound that loomed over the area. Tilting his head to the side for a moment, he just shook his head slightly, before turning around. Whoever resided here, they probably didn't want to be disturbed. So, he walked a few feet away, before sitting down on the ground, and breathing a quiet sigh of relief.

Hunching forward, and placing his head against his knees, he found himself becoming lost in thought once again. But yet, his thoughts were interrupted with those thoughts once again. Hands gently gripped at his head, his near-dead eyes staring at the distance ahead. It was another one of those days. He had gone a little while without it. That was a plus, wasn't it? But, even after thinking of that, there was still that...soothing feeling that he found within these depths. Was something so stellar, being out of these moods, a lie? His head shook gently, before that feeling from before came back.

That pain. Spiking through his system, the pain felt...worse than before. Shivers traveled up and down his spine as this pain immersed itself into his nerves. As it subsided once again, his hand found itself traveling over his chest, his palm pressing against his sternum. What...was that feeling?

What was this strange beat in that heart of his?