Chapter 21: pure of heart in hell

Wed, 07 Jan 2026 19:01:52 +0000

Later Alan and Nin were catching up from the past and they were talking like two school girls gossiping about their classmates “it’s been so long since i’ve talked to you Alan” Nin said stirring his tea the sugar sparkling in the tea colored water like crystals in a stone alan took a sip of their tea setting the cup down on the cracked table “so Nin..what do you mean i’m “half angle” what does that mean?” alan asked timidly Nin sighs clasping his hands together the screen of their nintendo head shining in the light “look alan..i thought you knew how the void worked by now” Nin said in a condescending tone  Alan spoke in an unsure manner “i’ve only been here since i died you know that…” Nin groans “i know that” alan then starts to get upset “then what the hell does ‘I’m half angle’ supposed to fuckin’ mean?!” Nin was taken aback at alan’s sudden burst of frustration but he giggles in surprise “well since you were incarcerated as an eye dweller only half of them are pure enough to be angles children that have suffered a awful fate…those who only remember they died not who or what killed them” alan paused hearing that information but they did remember the day they died it was may the sun was up in the sky like a yellow beach ball and the flowers were in full bloom making the scene more lovely than it ever was the grass was as green as the freshes grass from the start of may and alan was in their room locked in it they were reading alice in wonderland their favorite book then they heard a loud “BAM BAM BAM” alan kicked the door open and there was their father holding a butcher knife and an empty bottle of whiskey Alan ran back into the room trying to barricade the door and they hid in the closet but their father burst in and found them in five seconds flat and held alan down by the face and first stabbed them in the left eye and then over and over in the stomach and neck until they were dead and the memory cut off there Nin brought alan back to reality alan was shaking a crying remembering the day they died Nin speaks in a soft tone “you DO remember don’t you?” Alan nods, tears falling down onto the table, slipping into the cracks on the table “I remember every single detail of that day…it’s like a song replaying in my head over and over again and i want it to end i hate it i can still feel the pain of the blade pressing into my flesh and the lack of air in my throat i can’t take it!” nin rests his hand on alan’s shoulder “hey” nin said his voice kind and caring “you got this..we’ll help you get these powers under control” but that’s not why alan was crying they were crying at the loss of the childhood they needed growing up but they didn’t want to worry anymore so they looked at Nin and nodded “alright..i trust you”