The Happiness That The Shinigami Gave Me - Epilogue 1

Epilogue 1

After I got off the train that I had been staying in for a really long time, I strolled along the riverbank.

The wind caressed the sparkling surface of the river. The fFlowers that bloomed around the bank swayed, showing off their vivid petals for the world to see.

I chose to tread the grassy pathway so I wouldn’t disturb such a scene.

Where was my destination? I had no idea. I just followed my feet to wherever they took me.

The voice of the boy who bid his goodbye to me just a few minutes ago still hadn’t left my ears. I could still remember his frustrated cry, as he screamed that he didn’t wish to die.

My body felt strangely light. Probably because I gave him the last of my strength.

It was only enough to rewind time a little, though.

Was he able to fulfill his wish after that?

Now that I had gotten off that sky blue train, I had no way of knowing. 

Ever since I died, I had been trapped inside that train.

It was probably karma for giving up on my own life. The train constantly tormented me by showing the scenes from the world that I had left in vain.

‘I should have told him everything sooner!’

The woman I loved was cowering in a small, dilapidated room after she had thrown everything away.

She let out a soft scream as she clutched her own belly.

‘If only he had known that his child is in my belly, he would have survived!’

The gaze that she directed toward her belly looked dangerous.

‘I… This child…’

The darkness in her eyes was emphasized by her tears.

‘Why did you leave us and die by yourself…?’

It was hard to watch.

I wanted to approach her, rub her back, and assure her that everything wasn’t her fault; it was me who gave up living on my own.

But, I couldn’t do that.

The only thing that I could do was to watch her like a bystander. 

I guess that was what ‘death’ meant.

As the sun sank and the day turned into the night, the train showed me another scene. The future– No, one of the many possible futures.

But, none of them were bright.

In every possible scenario, the woman I love would die without exhausting her lifespan. On one possibility, she’d die a year after the previous scene, on another, ten years after. And there was one thing that didn’t change about her. The fact that there wasn’t a single moment when she showed a happy smile.

TL: Iyo

ED: samheart564

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