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Date A Live - Volume 20 - Chapter 2.3




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Fragmentary Chapter 3 

Despair 

Despair had rushed in. 

A wave of volatile emotions that could only be described in this manner had struck her. 

(------) 

In the past, her other self’s emotions have been strongly shaken before. She was already aware of the feeling of fierce sorrow crossing over and the extreme wrath that had been carelessly forgotten by herself. 

However, those were feelings well within the limit of being controllable. In fact, these emotions were quickly absorbed into her other self as her body began to sound a gentle melody of calm emotions. 

--But this time it was different. 

There was the feeling of a crack in her other self’s existence. Like the loss of all of the happiness enjoyed so far. Even during the past that was dominated by fear and sorrow, there wasn’t such strong despair felt. What had happened to her other self-- 

(……) 

At that time, she noticed one thing. 

The heart of her other self. Until now she could only sense it vaguely, but gradually the image became clearer. 

And so, she understood. --Her other self had fallen into the area where she was. 

(--) 

She couldn’t help but reach out. To be precise, she was inclined to consciously reach out her hand. 

Then, her hand--a hand that hadn’t touch anything for such a long time, had felt something. 


Aah, this was the hand. She understood the moment she touched it. She could hold onto the hand of her other self now. 

Yes. It was like exchanging control of their body with her other self, the feeling of her own consciousness rising to the surface-- 

“…………” 

The next moment. 

After such a long time, she looked at the world through her own eyes, heard sounds with her own ears, and even felt the wind against her skin. 

What she saw in front of her was completely different scenery than what she had seen before. A dark room. A robust building. There wasn’t the appearance of the Spirit that had given birth to her, but instead several humans had surrounded her. 

“……Where is here.” 

She spoke softly. Her throat which had not spoken for long time felt a slight hoarse pain. 

“…………” 

Her eyebrows furrowed in displeasure--at the same time, she gradually thought it over. Until now, her other self was in this body. The fact that she had appeared in this world meant they had traded places. 

And--the other me was feeling deep, deep, despair. 

She looked at the people here and decided on her next move. 

--Outrage. With that in mind, she would violently sweep away these obstructive thoughts from her other self. Someone among these numbers or all of them had caused her other self to experience such despair. If so, she could never forgive them. She would mow them all down to restore that peace. 

But--there was a strange man among them. 

He was a man who did nothing but strange actions. He was clearly facing her, but there wasn’t any hostility. He was calling out to her through something resembling a name. 

Finally--as she was prepared to bring down her sword; he pressed his lips against her own.

“Wha……you bast?”

As she fell into hysterical astonishment, she felt her consciousness be brought back to her original place. 



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