Patient in Room 213...

magnolia, was in darkness. She felt a guiding force deep in her heart, it took the form of her mothers voice. . . A voice which had only been heard in screams, deep down inside the force that was untapped it was amazing, but first the explosion, more seeped out. It was insane, magnolia knew it was going to blow, in a moment of weakness, you could say she had given in, given up. Her soul was one which was not easy to live in, which is why she was so prone to breaking down. She never could focus because of all the pain, the destruction it was all something that was interesting. So interesting as was this world, which is why subconsciously her mind was in tatters the good and bad. Overwhelming it was purely overwhelming. Something which was extremely bad.


She could feel it, the gates groaning, shaking, roaring . They where becoming insane, uncontrolled. The madness had taken its toll on the body, the mind. About to break about to shatter, the world was falling apart, the inner person had been hiding in the darkness. Without the light where did the world stand, would it sink. Would it swim, would it die? Would it survive? What was the dark if there is not a speck of light? It is a land, of sorrow, somewhere that even the love of the world can't reach. It is a mind, which is untainted, a mind which is stuck in the chaos of the dark. The world without light, a world that is void of shadow, void of hope. That was the state of the inner world, corrupt and plagued it was falling apart at the seems.

Madness, sin envy. The burning of the pyre. The flames of madness licking higher and higher. The child which was sinking, magnolia. The light was gone, the darkness remained. It was coming in like a wave, a tsunami ready to do its job. To claim its denizen , with the millions of hands reaching out, the hands of the dead, the hands of the wicked. They called out to her, stripping away the normal façade. They pulled at what which called to them , it was coming, growing. The sin itself had become a tide, ever hungry and voracious. And here was a child, magnolia was hiding in the recesses of the world. . . Stuck in the hungry fingers of death of life, of hell, of pain. And of regret. Regret flashing in her heart like the juicy fruit of sin. It was all here, laid out to be tasted to be treasured, it was something that would make madness drool.

It was the sweet flower of a girl that was being broken at the seams of sanity. Someone who had teetered on the very cusp of madness for so long. One that had seemed to given up, curled up in a ball she laid in the slumbering state, held in check by the fear that assaulted her. In her mind, she was slowly dissolving in the madness , The blood of the skies the fear of being found? The fear that she had failed the world, that she didn't deserve the life she was given, it slowly had all been there, sickening wicked, tempting. It was like the devil on your shoulder, only the angel on the other has been eaten, or never existed in the first place. A life images of madness, sadness pain. Misery, and desperation they where all there reaching through the bars of sanity, reaching for her body. with their deceptive touch.

They where tantalizing, reaching touching her naked body, which was sinking further into the water, sinking deeper into the depths of darkness. Magnolia thought in her mind, those silver and gold eyes slowly being obscured by her sinking eyelashes as those eyes closed. "Is this what death feels like" the further she sank, slowly the darkness became more absolute. She with her blond hair fanning out around her, felt no wind, no remorse. She felt nothing, sinking further into the depths lulled by the silence, her inner world, was slowly dissolving, her identity was becoming lost, in the depths of the soul which had been so far gone to begin with. The world was wrong, it was fleeting at best for most, why should she have to put up with this pain day to day? Why must she cry tears for the dead. Why should she, suffer any longer?

Why not just let it all go away? The darkness understood her better , it coaxed her with lies which had no concern for what was best in the first place. They had no remorse no petty sympathy, just an agenda. To bring those into the dark, to sink them into the ethereal eternity that follows. To destroy. That is what was happening here. The inner world was breaking down, and where was lotus? She was sitting on the throne watching what was inevitable. But even she had been sucked down into the dark. Sucked into the tide which roared everywhere. it had swallowed everything up like a gaping mouth, sickness pain, misery. It all was sinking becoming destroyed becoming warped, contorted twisted. Slowly it was fading, like the curtain was falling. . . But honestly would it end this way?.. Magnolia slowly was thinking as her brain was slowing down, that possibly this world would be better off without her. better off without a individual as unhinged as she was.

The darkness.. all this time was coaxing her on, coaxing her into the new dawn. Tempting her to give up, to hide, to fade.. promising her the world would be a better place without her. She almost believed it too, as much as she wanted to hide, to deny it. She was a hinder to existence, a danger to others. Fact on fact, truth to truth, it was lies that where not lies. The truth hurt more then a thousand lies, you couldn't deny truth. You can't run from it, its always there, through good and bad there is no "Middle ground" Just fact and fiction.

Would magnolia go on with the lie? Would she give in to the coaxing of the darkness. . Sheltered she had no memories of her young life as a shinigami. She did not know what her life had brought to her, but she knew her past and recent life. . .It was horrible the pain was like a never ending abyss. One that stretched on for the span of eternity. Never ending, something that would be here until either it was killed, or this world ended. Fire and ice. . Light and dark, yin and yang. It has many names, many faces. You cry, when your sad. You lash out when your mad, you fade to black when you give up. Fade into the darkness of weakness, slowly loosing yourself in its sweet embrace, to become nothing. Is that the path that is right?. .

Magnolia, wondered what would her life have been like if she had lived a normal life. Would she have been human? Would she have been different, would she have lived a different life? a better life. One with more meaning , one which had more of a reason for existing. one which was more eventful? One that might have given her a reason to keep living, to actually find a purpose which made some form of sense? She really didn't know, honestly didn't know. She just knew that living was too hard, it was way to hard and took too much time, was there a reason to stay alive? Something she was missing. . something that she had forgotten? She had searched her mind time and time again. Over and over, without finding and answer. . .

Maybe there was none? Was there no reason. . . no reason? No reason for life. . That would be a cruel trick indeed. That's what magnolia thought as the inner world was almost gone now, 99% of it. . it all vanished, slowly dying off, falling into the void of darkness. Falling further and further, almost to the brink of no return, it was a creature in the shadows something that would never be whole again. Her mind was slowly rotting away, would it return? Or would it be lost forever, in the depths of the end. That is the question .. Slowly she was fading. . Being lost, no where was her home, she was alone. She had no home, no place of her own. . Deep in her chest she knew there was something she was missing, but . .What was it.. what was it that was happening . . . What was being hidden in the depths? What. was she missing? What was it that was being hidden, that didn't want to be brought to light. There was a hole in her mind, something that needed to be fixed. That is what slowly brought magnolia from the darkness. . She was wanting to die with her memories whole.. Not this failing memory. . she was going to become whole, so she could die in peace. . There was no other way.

Slowly the darkness fought, it clung it bit, it tore. It clawed with its teeth and roared in indignation, but slowly her will prevailed, it was forcing its way through the pain. Through the fog of deceit and lies, and misery. Ripping through each, slowly claiming what was hers, she put all her raw power her raw determination, she was going to die, but not yet . .she had to be whole. . Had to remember. . . what was hidden so long ago. . Remember the world, look on it once more before she died. look at her mistakes learn from them and die in peace. That was what she wanted and she would get it even if heaven and earth where in her way. She would smite them down, and bring that truth to light. The pain, it was overwhelming, the sadness had torn her to ribbons, her blood bled for the guilt, the sin. Tinted red with rage and anger, spiced by envy.

She waded through the tide, the body that was her own, was slowly bleeding radiating . . . It was growing .. . and glowing, the darkness was pain, and she was pain. . the world was pain. Living was pain, dying was pain. Not knowing . . that was unacceptable undeniably wrong they where her memories, and she was going to get them back.. force them back.. take them back by force There was no other option the time was now. . That's why slowly she was coming to the surface, claws tendrils hundreds ripping around her body caressing her curves trying to find purchase as her blond hair was slick dripping with black, pure pitch black . Running off like tears traversing her body, tracing it perfectly. . before joining the main mass. By now she had broken the surface.. and slowly but surely was climbing and straightening up she was coming towards the tide. Towards the new beginning, the eternal night, was not over just yet. .. .
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------Meanwhile----




In the physical world things where going to the dogs. First off, if anything her body had begun rapidly fluxing, It was going through stages of power . . . which was growing rapidly if anything else, but unlike last time it was contained, it was a power seldom ever seen in terms of raw power, it grew and grew controlled but at the same time? You could have very well considered it to be dangerous.. because unknown to most, her powers jumped to her bankai level state, releasing without incantation, It was increasing. No you could say it was not increasing but growing into its full potential . . the dusty energy was slowly contained but growing increasing, slowly tearing away the shadows in the room, it was blinding luminescence a kind which was unrestrained unrestricted and just unimaginable in comprehension.

You could say it was an eye opener for most, It defied all reason logic and a lot more. You could say, the power was truly something that could inspire fear? Who knows, but there it was blazing blue, its brilliance blinding. The room lit up with its grandeur . . but it was not some random burst of energy. It seemed to be pulling something back, as it grew and grew, subconsciously in magnolia's quest to find what was missing in her mind? She was forcibly trying to drag what ever it was that she forgot back, trying to complete the memory that was missing in her head. . . Of course it was using something.. in the body.. a gap.. connecting to something bigger, much bigger. Extremely stronger.. what was it though? It was a mystery but of course the body was having a hard time, a extremely hard time keeping up.

By that it means, it was not a pretty sight. . . Not in the slightest, as her body was rapidly destroying itself, her muscles breaking down, her skin burning to the bone in many area's. Her body was destroying itself, crushing itself. It needed repaired saved . . but it seemed to be burning destroying everything around it . The skies began to rumble in a large radius , electricity slowly pealing from cloud to cloud. Almost as if it was sensing the utter SHIT fest that was unfolding. It was here watching and howling in glee at the odd, destructive tune that was being sung , that was being cheered and brought into the world by this impending destruction power far greater it slowly damaged broke and crushed her body would explode if something wasn't done soon.. but it was strange. . the skies themselves seemed to be crackling with electricity, around magnolia's body? It was like a lake of voltage, and static.. causing danger.. and damage. But, again.. her body was taking the beating literally.

Blood spray.. her clothes long gone but also . . her hair seemed to be burning, turning red.. bleeding out her body seemed to be slowly incinerating and at the same time? it seemed that her body had began hollowing out blood flying absolutely everywhere being dragged back, hair turning gold-blue. More then that though it was a spiritual bomb a literal skyrocketing in pure raw power spiritual power which exploded into reality, unreal intense, it would crush buildings, before probably skyrocketing to the level it may or may not be possible to be felt anymore. . .

But what was left behind?.. It was a girl who was glowing, , a kind of corona of raw energy encasing her. . it was glowing steadily . . but it was fading quickly, as the raw power, shut down the girls mind, and body. . power that could not be handled yet . . but a power that none the less was truly terrifying. . of course the blast that happened was inverted.. sucking in the releasing energy as this form would be lost in amnesia till a time of need. . . ..

But it would be there.. for long enough to see.. Then? It was back. .to critical condition..

the question was, would she survive?