“In this world of shadows , no one has any color but make sure you make your life a colorful one.” My grandmother said in a soft and comforting voice as the machine stopped beeping.

  The grey in this world was almost suffocating, it was like it wanted to devour everything. In this world everything is grey and silent but this time it felt like nothing even matters anymore as I lost my only family. I wanted to scream out, cry out but I couldn't.

  I didn't want to believe that she's gone but perhaps she has been freed from this cursed world. I really hoped I would be able to show her colors…

  As I started grieving and breaking down, a pair of warm and comforting arms wrapped around me. I didn't even have to turn around to know that it was her, the only one in this world keeping me sane.

  Just for a moment, I could feel the coldness in my heart disappear. It felt like it never wanted this moment to end and perhaps it was longing for just a hug.

  “Don’t worry Pacific, you have me and I will be by your side until the end of time .” she said in a soft voice which was filled with warmth, her soft voice and sweet fragrance lingering around me. As I leaned into her embrace I softly said, “You’re all that I have, I don't want to lose you as well.”

  The room felt silent and we leaned into each other's embrace, I could feel the soft heart beating of hers, the sound was comforting. The greed flowing in my blood grew stronger, it felt really cold but I could still feel her warmth, perhaps it wanted to consume me.

  At that moment I wanted nothing more but to keep Sayori to all myself, so I instinctively grabbed her sleeve. Tears were flowing out of my eyes but I wasn't crying, I didn't want to cry. I knew that in this cruel world giving up isn't an option.

  They told me I was an outcast and unwanted just because the blood of the witch of greed flows in me. The witch who took all the colors from this world. I was greedy as well, I wanted to keep Sayori for myself because she was my first friend and the only one who was by my side since the beginning. She didn't care about the blood that flows in me. She saw me for who I was.

  I wondered if life is even worth living. I just felt too lonely, even though I had somebody who was worth living for.

  Besides in this vast world, only and only if you make terrible decisions in every point of life, one could be truly alone but you can still recover from it. I truly believed that with all my heart.

  I wondered if it was just me who felt this way.

  As she slowly pulled away I looked into her eyes. I could feel the warmth that her eyes had, even though there was no color in this world. It was as if she was the only human in this world of shadows. I wished that I could just tell her how much I loved her and adored her “....Sayori”, but I knew that I shouldn't do it right now, maybe someday I will but right now is not the time.

  Not while this world is still grey.

  A few days had passed and we held a funeral. As expected, besides me and Sayori, no one showed up. Why would they even? After all, they hated us. I spent the whole day just standing there.

  As hours and hours passed suddenly someone showed up. We were super shocked to see a woman had shown up.

  “Oh are you Pacific?” the woman asked me.

  “Yea, I am. How do you know me though?”

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  “About that, it was a few years prior. Your grandmother talked about you all the time before.”

  I was shocked that she knew her. “You know my grandmother.”

  “Yea, you could say we were pretty close, after all she was a very nice and caring lady.”

  I did not know that grandmother had friends outside as well but I was very happy that she wasn’t all alone.

  “Thank you so much for being friends with her. Well I assume you already know how we are treated as outcasts.” I said to her in an appreciative voice.

  “Oh, no need to thank me. It was only natural and besides I am sorry for showing up this late. I had lots of work, so I couldn’t find the time.”

  “Oh please don't be sorry for that, Pacific and I thought no one else is gonna show up but we are really glad that you did.” Sayori said bowing slightly.

  “Thanks. Pacific, Sayori, I have a small message from your grandmother that she told me to pass on before she passed away.”

  “Huh? A message?” Sayori and I said at the same time while looking at each other with extreme confusion.

  “She said that, it was all up to you guys now.”

  “Up to us? What exactly?”

  “Look around, I suppose you already know the answer to it.”

  Sayori and I looked around and realized what she meant. “We? Can we even do it? We aren’t even that strong. How can we possibly bring back color to this world?”

  “Pacific… Do you know why your grandmother was so sick all the time?”

  “Huh? Is there a reason why she was sick?”

  “I suppose she didn’t tell you. I am assuming you know how your bloodline has been trying to defeat the witch for centuries?”

  “Yea… I knew that, grandma told me that's how my parents died.”

  “Well when your grandmother was young she also tried to fight the witch but eventually she got cursed by her and that's why she was so weak and sick.”

  Hearing that my blood started boiling, it wasn’t like anything I felt before, the blood in me felt more malicious and it felt like it wanted something and I knew exactly what it wanted. After all, I am from a family that’s known for being greedy.

  The woman now turned to Sayori, “She also said that Sayori, you would be the anchor for Pacific.”

  Sayori said in confusion ,” I may not be strong enough but I promise that I will try to do whatever I can do for him.”

  “Oh yea we never even asked for your name. We just kept asking questions didn't we?”

  “It’s fine, I don't mind it that much. For now you can call me Utsuro.”

  Hearing that name I thought to myself that Utsuro sounds a bit too familiar for some reason but I decided not to pay any mind to it for now.

  “Utsuro huh, It’s an interesting name.”

  “Well, it was nice meeting you, I guess we now know what we have to do exactly.”

  “Yea, good luck.” Utsuro said.

  We started moving out but I still could not shake off the feeling that something felt very wrong. I was maybe just overthinking but I could swear my blood reacted to Utsuro.

  “So, these two are the ones that huh? Sounds interesting~. Sayori and Pacific, I will be waiting for you two. As for that Sayori girl… Seems like this is going to be interesting~.”

  My grandmother didn't get to see colors but I wanted everyone in this world to be colorful. It's what I wanted my whole life and it's also her final wish.

  She gently held my hand, her hand was burning warm. As we walked together to my home, I knew that there was something I needed to figure out, something I felt like that only I could do in this world of shadows.

  Even if everyone hates me. I believe that they deserve at least a second chance. I want to prove all of them wrong about me. I want them to accept me and this tainted bloodline of mine.