November 28th, 2017
Without My Eyes
Anime Relations: Tokyo Ghoul
“Ne~ Kaneki-kun… Did you eat today?”
Kaneki shuddered and pulled at his hair once more. His eyes were open, but they couldn’t see anything. Darkness. Nothing.
“Kaneki-kun~ I’m hungry, aren’t you?”
Rize’s voice continued to echo loudly in his voice, as if she was truly there beside him, wrapping her beautiful, pale arms around him in a tender embrace. He could see her in his mind, purple hair falling onto his shoulder as she leaned forward to kiss his cheek.
“They took your eyes. Why don’t you eat theirs? Eyeballs are suuupper delicious, they’re almost like grapes I heard. Juicy, sweet, delectable little things.”
He shook his head blindly, wanting to escape the nightmare that was his own mind, but the light could not enter his eyes. They burned with tears, yet he could not see.
How long had he been there? Where was he?
All he knew was that he was lying on a bed, the chilly breeze permeating the thin blankets that was carefully wrapped around his lower body. Breeze?
Kaneki could now heard the rustle of a busy day street, with cars and chatter passing by what he assumed to be an open window. Huh. Carefully untangling himself from the sheets, he shifted to the edge of the bed and stuck his hands out, feeling for the wall that should be on his left.
Found it.
He quickly moved his way along the wall, desperately trying to find the window without his eyesight. He wanted it all to end. Everything was falling to pieces. He was falling to pieces.
However, Kaneki was quick to bump into a warm figure standing right in front of where the breeze was strongest.
Gasping, he stumbled back, his left hand reaching to tug at his hair once more in a panic.
“Get out! Leave me alone! No more!”
His breath began to come out in fast pants, leaving him with no more strength to scream at the unknown being in front of him. Meat. Aogiri. Blood. My eyes.
“Oooo, smells good. Human too. Kaneki, I’m sooo tired of eating ghoul meat. Maybe they are treating us to a special treat. You’re used to eating ghoul and human meat already. Just oneee bite won’t hurt.”
“..n.no.. no more… please.. Hi..de.. T..ou..ka..”
He flinched hard as gentle hands came to grasp his hands. The stranger pulled him into an awkward, yet strong embrace. Still hyperventilating, Kaneki struggled against the warm arms, but they held him firmly.
“Kaneki.”
He tensed at the mention of his name. The mention of his name with that stupidly familiar, tear-inducing voice. The voice he had yearned to hear, ever since the fall of Anteiku cafe and the death of Mr. Yoshimura. Clenching the shirt of the man in front of him, he sobbed into the shoulder of his “dead” friend.
“Hide.”
Kaneki shuddered and pulled at his hair once more. His eyes were open, but they couldn’t see anything. Darkness. Nothing.
“Kaneki-kun~ I’m hungry, aren’t you?”
Rize’s voice continued to echo loudly in his voice, as if she was truly there beside him, wrapping her beautiful, pale arms around him in a tender embrace. He could see her in his mind, purple hair falling onto his shoulder as she leaned forward to kiss his cheek.
“They took your eyes. Why don’t you eat theirs? Eyeballs are suuupper delicious, they’re almost like grapes I heard. Juicy, sweet, delectable little things.”
He shook his head blindly, wanting to escape the nightmare that was his own mind, but the light could not enter his eyes. They burned with tears, yet he could not see.
How long had he been there? Where was he?
All he knew was that he was lying on a bed, the chilly breeze permeating the thin blankets that was carefully wrapped around his lower body. Breeze?
Kaneki could now heard the rustle of a busy day street, with cars and chatter passing by what he assumed to be an open window. Huh. Carefully untangling himself from the sheets, he shifted to the edge of the bed and stuck his hands out, feeling for the wall that should be on his left.
Found it.
He quickly moved his way along the wall, desperately trying to find the window without his eyesight. He wanted it all to end. Everything was falling to pieces. He was falling to pieces.
However, Kaneki was quick to bump into a warm figure standing right in front of where the breeze was strongest.
Gasping, he stumbled back, his left hand reaching to tug at his hair once more in a panic.
“Get out! Leave me alone! No more!”
His breath began to come out in fast pants, leaving him with no more strength to scream at the unknown being in front of him. Meat. Aogiri. Blood. My eyes.
“Oooo, smells good. Human too. Kaneki, I’m sooo tired of eating ghoul meat. Maybe they are treating us to a special treat. You’re used to eating ghoul and human meat already. Just oneee bite won’t hurt.”
“..n.no.. no more… please.. Hi..de.. T..ou..ka..”
He flinched hard as gentle hands came to grasp his hands. The stranger pulled him into an awkward, yet strong embrace. Still hyperventilating, Kaneki struggled against the warm arms, but they held him firmly.
“Kaneki.”
He tensed at the mention of his name. The mention of his name with that stupidly familiar, tear-inducing voice. The voice he had yearned to hear, ever since the fall of Anteiku cafe and the death of Mr. Yoshimura. Clenching the shirt of the man in front of him, he sobbed into the shoulder of his “dead” friend.
“Hide.”
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September 8th, 2015
The Pain That Comes With Survival
"Humans don't understand how desperate we are, to pull out our kagune.
After all, for us ghouls, they are the only things capable of killing us and saving us at the same time.
How ironic.
It hurts
In order to save ourselves, we must rip away at the flesh from our backs to take it out.
You think that it's all a game of cat and mouse for us? No, we do it to survive, to live.
Ghouls hurt each other with their kagune. So why else should our own not hurt us at all?
A price must be paid for the sin that we have been born as.
It starts off as a prickling sensation, slowly buzzing into pins and needles prancing around on our back. It's almost soothing to some extent, knowing that there are far worse things to arrive.
The sudden bursts of pain begin when it starts to tear at the skin on our backs. We regenerate quickly, which protects us, yet prevents our weapons from coming out.
Mentally, we tell ourselves during every second, "It's okay. You're going to be alright. Stop healing, you won't die. Death can only ensue if you keep on going like this."
It's a constant pressure that we must always face, to stay calm in life and death situations and tell ourselves that everything is fine.
Even though it is never fine.
Eventually, the kagune bursts out from its cove from our backs, the blood that flowed free infusing with our colored kagune, giving off the brilliant red streaks that patterns its surface.
It's a terrifying thing, to see something almost living come forth from your very own body, taking part of your own life with it as it grows into something that is so familiar, yet so distant from yourself.
The pain doesn't stop either.
The cool air that brushes against your back, the dust falling from the ceiling and walls as the investigator tears apart the building around you, starting bursts of pain as they contact that raw area that you desperately want to heal, yet can't.
Even after it's over, the investigator now laid out on the concrete, your back still stings as it retreats, the skin and muscles around sore until the next encounter.
A constant reminder that you will always be the "monster," and will never be worthy to be a living, breathing being."
-Journal Entry #253, Kaneki Ken
After all, for us ghouls, they are the only things capable of killing us and saving us at the same time.
How ironic.
It hurts
In order to save ourselves, we must rip away at the flesh from our backs to take it out.
You think that it's all a game of cat and mouse for us? No, we do it to survive, to live.
Ghouls hurt each other with their kagune. So why else should our own not hurt us at all?
A price must be paid for the sin that we have been born as.
It starts off as a prickling sensation, slowly buzzing into pins and needles prancing around on our back. It's almost soothing to some extent, knowing that there are far worse things to arrive.
The sudden bursts of pain begin when it starts to tear at the skin on our backs. We regenerate quickly, which protects us, yet prevents our weapons from coming out.
Mentally, we tell ourselves during every second, "It's okay. You're going to be alright. Stop healing, you won't die. Death can only ensue if you keep on going like this."
It's a constant pressure that we must always face, to stay calm in life and death situations and tell ourselves that everything is fine.
Even though it is never fine.
Eventually, the kagune bursts out from its cove from our backs, the blood that flowed free infusing with our colored kagune, giving off the brilliant red streaks that patterns its surface.
It's a terrifying thing, to see something almost living come forth from your very own body, taking part of your own life with it as it grows into something that is so familiar, yet so distant from yourself.
The pain doesn't stop either.
The cool air that brushes against your back, the dust falling from the ceiling and walls as the investigator tears apart the building around you, starting bursts of pain as they contact that raw area that you desperately want to heal, yet can't.
Even after it's over, the investigator now laid out on the concrete, your back still stings as it retreats, the skin and muscles around sore until the next encounter.
A constant reminder that you will always be the "monster," and will never be worthy to be a living, breathing being."
-Journal Entry #253, Kaneki Ken
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