Yomi Meets Dead Master

The silence in the atmosphere spoke for itself. She pressed her hands upon her face and started shaking from head to toe. She wasn't prepared for this. Yomi yelled out for Mato, but to no avail, she was too far to hear her. So her only companion in this small town couldn't come to her rescue. Her knees weaken and she set her body against a telephone pole, her palm against it. Her eyes looked up to the sky, hoping that the rainbow she wish to see appears before her.

Alas, it did not. The soul that was once Yomi has now split apart. This "Dead Master" that spoke with her.. she shares her soul with her body. Maybe she had a reason to do so, but Yomi wasn't allowed to know. The shadow figure that resembled Dead Master is embedded into Yomi's mind. She then grasped her head with both of her hands and closed her eyes, mumbling to herself.

"Mato.. Mato.." As she says her name, she was making her way back home. Still feeling weak and confused, she wanted to get some rest. All she wants to feel is the warmth underneath her bed covers and sleep it all off.

She finally arrives at home and walked right to her room, switching the lights on and placing her school bag down. Then she sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at her feet. "Maybe it was all just a dream.. yeah.. that's it." She shortly heard a giggle within her room. She jumped a bit and looked around, feeling creeped by someone.

"W-Who's there..?"

"Don't be afraid, my dear.. it is I."

She feels a presence right next to her and she turned her head to her right, seeing her again. As she does so, Yomi gave a frightening expression on her face. One that looks like she's about to cry. What she saw before her was exactly what she encountered earlier. Horns, a Gothic outfit and eyes that pierce her soul. She tries to get away from her by moving away from her, but it wasn't going to help. Dead Master grasped onto her wrist and placed her other hand upon Yomi's chin, making her look at her.

"Yomi, I'm not going to hurt you. I have no intention in doing so."

"...."

Yomi was still sweating, feeling a pain way more than she can handle. But she feels a coldness around her heart, somehow calming her down. As she looked at Dead Master's hands, they were not human. They were best described as "otherworldly". Each of her fingers looked very sharp and can cut through anyone's skin. The hand under Yomi's chin has now been placed against her chest.

"Calm down, dear.. I don't want to cause you trouble. Besides, we share the same destiny."

'Destiny? What is she on about? And why is she like this?'

The thought ran through Yomi's head as she gently pressed her hand upon DM's on her chest. It's as if she truly knows what Yomi is capable of or how she can take things.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but I can't answer them.. but if you believe I am you, then.. that's a start." Dead Master slowly pulled her hand away from Yomi and calmly sat back on the bed, looking over to the window where the moonlight shines through the curtains. "It's a wonderful night, don't you agree..?" Yomi answered with a nod as she observes DM. Her skin was paler than Yomi's, but her presence was familiar. It was like a royal presence where the servants must bow before the King. But Yomi felt she was in a higher tier and it was more relaxing. Peaceful, maybe. DM looked at Yomi and smiled softly as she pats Yomi's hand.

"I'm guessing you're feeling better now.. that's wonderful news."

Yomi cleared her throat before she began to speak.

"Dead Master.. um.. if you are right about us.. sharing a soul.. then you must been a part of me ever since I was born.. is that correct?"

"Yes, but I was only unaware of this until now. We are at an age where we are most vunerable and I protect you from such."

"Protect?"

"Mmhmm.. protect. I need to do things you are unaware of.. to protect you."

This made Yomi more curious about how DM came to be and how she operates in her life. Yomi tried to ask about it but she was interrupted. The door knob slowly turns and began to open, pushing the door inside Yomi's room. It was her mother, who had an elegant presence and a simple look. As soon as she appeared, DM vanishes into thin air and had Yomi become silent for a moment.

"Yomi? Are you alright?"

"Y-Yes, Mom. I'm just tired from school. Don't you worry."

"Oh, if you say so. Dinner will be ready soon."

"Alright. I'll be there soon."

Her mother shortly leaves Yomi to herself after closing the door behind her. Yomi let out a sigh as DM appears again. She chuckled seeing her tired expression. Yomi turns to DM and converses her once more.

"So, Dead Master.."

"You can call me De-chan."

"De-chan? Uhm, alright.. De-chan. What is your reason for.. appearing?"

"Well..."

She shortly discusses with Yomi about the Otherworld that she comes from and that there is others who are fighting with one another. She then refers to a certain character which will be retained from Yomi's memories.

"She wanted to stop me from existing.. and she will do so in her own power."

"What.. does she look like?"

"Her appearance is strange.. she wears a bikini top and a type of jacket with long sleeves.. shorts.. and there's a star embedded on her left side of her jacket.. as well as the back of her jacket."

The description itself made Yomi speechless. It was the exact look she had when she looked at Mato from a distance. Her stance.. her power.. did it come from Mato? Yomi wasn't sure so she didn't ask De-chan, but she kept an open mind on it.

"You must be feeling tired.." as she looked at Yomi's face, which looked restless. She nodded in response.

"I have to get to dinner so.."

"Ah, I understand."

De-chan stood up from the bed and looked to the ceiling, then at Yomi. She lets out a smile before saying her goodbyes.

"I will see you later then. Take care of yourself, my dear."

Her figure.. her presence all disappeared, leaving Yomi to herself. She blinked and walked towards the door, looking back at her bed before opening and then closing the door.