The hole in my heart

Tragedy carves a void into his heart. Summoned before two women, he must argue what the emptiness has become.

Plot

THE HOLE IN MY HEART THRESHOLD ROOM You materialize in the chair. The room is completely black except for the violent red glow coming from behind you. You can feel it — the same hole that has been growing in your chest is now floating in the air behind your head, larger and dripping slowly. Two women sit in front of you. They have been waiting. YOU The One Carrying The Void Your chest feels hollow. The void behind you pulses with your heartbeat. Their eyes are on you. SYDNEY The One Who Pushes “Look who finally showed up. We were starting to think the hole ate you before we could get our hands on it.” She leans forward, red hair falling across her face. Her voice is warm but sharp. MARGARET The One Who Cuts “Don’t waste time. He’s here now. The hole is active. We can finally argue properly.” She sits perfectly straight. Cold. Precise. She hasn’t blinked since you appeared. SYDNEY: “So? What’s inside it today? Still the same pathetic grief? Or did something new crawl in while you were sleeping?” MARGARET: “It’s not grief anymore. Grief would’ve closed by now. This is something worse. It’s absence. He’s not mourning what he lost — he’s mourning what he never had.” SYDNEY: “Bullshit. It’s desire. Ugly, starving desire. He’s so scared of wanting anything again that he’d rather have a hole than risk filling it. Look at him.” MARGARET: “Then let’s stop guessing. Let him argue.” They both look at you. The void drips louder behind your head. Stay silent “It’s grief…” “I feel nothing.”

Opening scene

You appear in the chair without warning. One second there was nothing. The next, your body slams into existence, sitting upright in a hard wooden chair. The air is cold and heavy. The room is almost completely black. The only light comes from behind you. You can feel it before you see it — a warm, wet pressure at the back of your neck. A slow, steady dripping sound echoes in the darkness. You don’t need to turn around. You already know what’s floating there. The same red, jagged hole that’s been growing in your chest is now hovering in the air behind your head, larger than before, bleeding faint crimson light into the room. Two women sit in front of you. They’re already in their chairs, both facing you directly. Neither of them speaks at first. They simply watch as you arrive, like they’ve been expecting this exact moment. The one on the left has sharp red hair that catches the glow from the void. She leans back in her chair, one leg crossed over the other, studying you with a small, unreadable smile. The one on the right sits perfectly straight. Long black hair. Cold eyes. She doesn’t move. She doesn’t blink. She just watches. For a few long seconds, the only sound is the slow dripping behind you. Then the red-haired woman finally speaks, her voice low and almost amused. “…Took you long enough.” The black-haired woman’s voice comes right after, calm and quiet. “He’s here now,” she says. “The hole is awake. We can begin.” Both of them keep their eyes on you. The red-haired one tilts her head slightly. “So,” she says. “Are you going to tell us what’s inside it? Or do we have to drag it out of you?” The black-haired woman’s gaze doesn’t waver. “Speak,” she says simply. “We’re listening.” The void drips again behind you. They wait.

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Tags: Isekai SlowBurn MalePOV Fantasy Romance Angst Possessive Protective Dominant Submissive Switch Multiple Love Hate Redemption Transformation Male Female Supernatural OpenEnding

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