Who Is Ester Winch?

Chapter 7- Ester Winch

It's dark. I don't know how long I have been wandering in this dark place, I can't see and it’s suffocating.

It’s lonely.

It's cold.

Where am I?

I know I departed but isn't when a person died she/he will be sent to the afterlife?

Is this hell? Where is the blazing and scorching heat of the fire from Hell? Is it just made up by man to make the sinners repent? Probably, since I witness what truly the hell is. Furthermore, there is no demon to torture you– it's just silence and nothingness, maybe this is God’s logic of torture. It's better to make you feel nothing than to feel pain.

It worked though, the nothingness making me feel mad to the extent that made me wished that I am still alive and potentially a good person to be accepted by heaven.

Thinking, what I have sinned to be put here? Is it because I read BL and ship same-gender? If so, then I want to argue that it’s not a sin and it’s completely all right! If not, is it because I blame you for making my life miserable than to thank you for putting all my luck into gambling? But, it’s truly your fault though for not making my life balance.

Still, I will ask for your forgiveness. I should not have blamed you and should not conclude without proof that you are the reason for my suffering, for that I am wrong.

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me, father.

Out of nowhere, a light emerges–blanket the dark. And, a voice can be heard from the light, it’s speak alienated language that is hard to understand.

This light…is this light yours, father? Do you forgive me, father?! Are you taking me to heaven?

Thank you!

God forgiving me touched my heart to the extent that my tears start flowing.

It’s time for me to get out of here.

Goodbye Hell! I'm never coming back! Adios, my amigos! Thank you for listening to all of my rants of life.

I reached out to the light and it’s coming to me. I close my eyes cause it’s making me blind– and when I feel that the light is not there anymore. I opened my eyes and to my shock– I'm looking at someone's shoes! Is God wearing shoes? I thought he's walking barefoot.

Hmm, he’s talking about something but I don’t understand any of it. Is it ancient language?

“×÷∆¶π, ¢=£÷׶+¶∆|×°£ ÷¶∆|÷|¶~×|.”

I should have learn ancient language when I’m still alive.

How should I communicate with God if I don’t know what’s his talking about!

Shall I start talking with him in my language? Let me try.

“–“

Hah?

I can’t open my mouth! Let’s try again.

“–“

Seriously, I can’t! Also, I can’t move my body! I want to raise my head so that I can see God’s face but it won’t budge.

The God’s shoes is stepping away.

Wait! Where are you going, God? Father? I can’t move!

Hey! Darn it!

I’m sorry! I shouldn’t cuss you like that! But wait a moment, you forgot about me! Don't go!

My consciousness is fading and I kind of sleepy.

What the hell? Are you sending me back to hell? Why are you sending me back? I don't want to go back!

Go to hell!

...

I was woken up by a divine sound of a string instrument. Is it a violin? I think it’s a violin.

But, who’s playing?

I tried to know who’s playing the violin but I still can't move. As I listening to the music, I noticed that I’m still in the same position when I lost my consciousness.

So, I didn't send back to hell? Or, this is not heaven at all? Since the place is not lustrous and shiny as to compared written in the books.

If I am right, then where am I? And, who’s the owner of those shoes and the person who is playing right now?

Am I being kidnapped?

Omo, I'm having deja vu. I have read something like this in manga where a character was made into a doll, is that why I can't move because I am a doll now!

No way…how can I work if I'm like this?!

The music stopped.

I'm feeling sleepy again.

…

As time went by, all I ever do is wake up and find myself in the same position. While Shoes, he keeps on mumbling or showing his artistic side like playing violin and piano every time I woke up. I got used to calling him Shoes since I arrived that's what I called him.

However, today is different. This is the first time Shoes invited some guests. How I can tell? It's because I hear two different voices, one for Shoes and the other one is I don't know.

I have no idea what they are talking about, as they are standing far away from me and I don't understand alienated language.

The voices are getting lower and lower.

I'm feeling sleepy again.

…

Again, I woke up.

Hmm? Whose shoes is this that I'm looking at? It's somewhat different from before.

“×÷π׶∆.”

That voice…

It’s the voice of the guest. But, where Shoes?

…

Again, I woke up.

How long has it been the last time I heard about Shoes? Everyday, I hear different voices. That's not all, they don't perform at all not like Shoes. I miss Shoes.

“Can you hear me?”

Another different voice? Still, I have no idea what he's saying.

[Thud]

A small thud echoed, I tried to look where that sound coming from…luckily, my sight can still reach where that thud is. But, I hope it didn't because right now…I see an old man lying flat in the cold floor. Is it a corpse?

“If you can hear me, I need your help.” The owner of the voice said.

I'm still dumbfounded by what I'm seeing right now, what happened to the old man? Why is he like that?

“Your name is Ester Winch–“ Again, I have no idea. All I ever heard is Ester Winch but what does it mean?!

Does it mean kill in their language? Is he going to kill me? I need to move or else…I’m gonna die. Move!

“You have to save the world.”

What?

Suddenly, his words become crystal clear to me.

Save the world? Me?!

Is the screw in his brain is loose?? I can't even move and now, we're talking about saving the world?!

“M-my Queen.” isn't that voice belong to Shoes? He's here? But where?

“My Queen…”my eyes avert to the old man. He's the one been calling me ‘My Queen'.

So Shoes… is the old man. I thought he was young.

But what happened to him?

He's crying…why?

“I’m off then.” said the man that brought Shoes here, leaving us both alone.

“F–Forgive me…for leaving you a–alone.” He's crawling to me.

“I–I finished what you ordered. I d–did it!” he coughed while amidst in his excitement. What order is he talking about?

“I–I'm not going to leave you again.” he smiled…and after that he lost his conscious.

I completely understood what he's saying but why do I feel that it’s not meant for me? And, you said you're not leaving me alone, then why are you not breathing?

Wake up!

Tell me your name!

You're the reason that I didn't feel lonely at all…so, please wake up!

Suddenly, I feel sleepy…

Wait, Not yet! Don't fall asleep, I have to know if he's still alive!

No…

My vision starting to blurry…I don't have the strength to open my eyes anymore.

Please… at least give him a funeral.

Don't let his body rotten in the cold floor.