
by Kurorika
26 December 2027 Returning to the old shrine atop Mt. Shinji I could do nothing but stare in awe at the bright clear sky. Christmas celebrations had finally ended all around the world. I can finally rest now that I won't be disturbed by phone calls from relatives and friends I did not even know about. As I thought to myself I had not even realized that an hour had passed. However I did not care. At that moment I only had one thought in my mind that remained strong even in my miserable condition. "I want to go back..... I want to go back to my mother...." As words blurted out of my mouth I looked up at the sky. Now as dark as a crow's feather it started to rain heavily. Still looking up at the clouds I felt an itch in my throat. That itch suddenly turned into excruciating pain. I could do nothing as I clenched my throat and fell down on my knees. * Ever since that day Kakeru's life turned around. He felt as if his soul was forcefully dragged away from his body and tore apart into those petite raindrops that grace the earth. In the form of raindrops he experiences the past and the present altogether. A pleasant experience turned dreadful as he realizes his soul is breaking apart. Only one person could save him from this curse of time his classmate Hana.
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