Ravneeth's eyes open to the world of darkness. With darkness fear came upon her, but the softness of the ground and the light weight calmed the raging fear.
She carries herself from the soft ground and finds her way through the darkness; with the guidance of the wall she finds the switch to the light.
Whenever she wakes up she is always on the floor of a lab where there's no windows or doors to be found, but this time she's in a room that has a bed with a dresser drawer at its side. A carpet that looks soft and fluffy on the south side of the bed. Not too far from the bed there's a curtain that seems to be preventing the light from coming in.
There are two doors in total, and there's a mirror.
Ravneeth walks to the curtain; then pushes it apart.
Sunlight streams through the window, making the room seem more bright, then she walks back to the carpet and sits down -her legs crossed- when something pops next to her.
"What do you want?"
"I don't want anything?"
"Protettore, you've not appeared next to me in more than 10 worlds. All you do is send me into a world, so I can destroy it. Now tell me what you want,"
"Fine, the mission has changed,"
"So does that mean that I have to go to more?''
"Yes,"
Ravneeth turned and looked at Protettore.
"You and your leader told me that if I go to a certain number of worlds you will allow me to die," Ravneeth said in a calm and cold tone; then added, "you said you'll give me peace and freedom."
"That was said, but your soul will be destroyed,"
"I don't care, my soul has already been damaged to no return, so what is the point of saving it from destruction? Why do you keep giving excuses, and not give me peace instead? Why don't you give me death?" Ravneeth questions.
"Instead of destroying the worlds I want you to save it,"
"Alright, leave,"
"I have more information to give you,"
"Then give it,"
"This is not going to be like the other times,"
"I can obviously see that," Ravneeth said while walking around the room.
"This time you'll are allowed to interact with other people, and I even registered you as a caretaker for orphans,"
Ravneeth opens one of the doors, and sees a bathroom on the other side. She walks into the bathroom; she then starts to take off her clothes.
"Are you listening to me?"
"Yes," Ravneeth says while stepping into the shower.
"Then why are you taking a shower,"
"Again I am listening, and I feel dirty,"
"You don't look or smell dirty,"
"Tell me that when you've gone through multiple worlds with the same clothes, and tell me that when you've killed innocent people, and destroyed multiple worlds,"
"Some of those people deserve it," Protettore said, trying to comfort Ravneeth.
"Some of them were innocent children who haven't seen the rest of the world. These children watched as the people they care about died one by one. I don't know what hurt me more, me not able to die, or having to use all the things I learnt to bring destruction and pain to the world,"
"It's not your fault,"
"I never said it was. I've never blamed myself, and only blamed you and your leader...," Ravneeth paused while holding onto the soapy sponge, she added "Please get out, I will listen to what you want to say after I am done cleaning up."
"Alright," Protettore said.
After Protettore left, Ravneeth continued on rubbing herself with the sponge as slowly as possible.