Smile

Kanna's POV:

A hot sensation brushed my skin. With a muddle-up mind and unsure feeling, I deliberately opened my eyes. But what was there to welcome me was a— ceiling?

Eh? Surprised. Where am I? I questioned myself. What is this place? I remember being wounded and dying. 

Right. I was in a state that was barely alive. Could it be-- the Valhalla of departed souls are real? Am I dead now? I asked myself. But how come everything was still fresh to my mind? Aren't I supposed to forget everything after dying?

I kept on asking myself as I was in a state of confusion. But then, when I looked around me, I noticed the room had no element that could be considered divine. No aspect of the room could be connected to the rumored Valhalla. They said the Valhalla of souls was all white and clean. Everything around it was shiny and elegant.