As we walked together on the cold road, I could hear the whispers surrounding us…

  “Isnt that the witches descendant…”

  “I wish he would just die…”

  “She must be being threatened by him…”

  I thought about how I wanted them to accept me and I knew if I wanted them to accept me, I have to bring the color back into this world.

  The whispers grew louder but Sayori squeezed my hand softly. To be honest I couldn't care much about the whispers, I was already used to them and besides my brain was thinking about just Sayori.

  Sayori looked uncomfortable with all the whispering, I don't really know how to cheer people up or how to talk to them properly.

  So, I just told her to not worry about the whispers and to ignore them. I was not sure if it was the right thing to tell her or not but for now she seemed a bit calmed down and she let out a small mumble which sounded like a thanks.

  I nodded slightly contained that she had calmed down even if it was just a little.

  We walked and walked, the surrounding was all grey not a hint of a color anywhere, Even the sun was just radiating coldness and just emitting a different type of shade of grey.

  I had heard from my grandmother that hundreds of years ago, this world used to be all colorful,

  filled with happiness and warmth. I wondered if I could bring that back into this world.

  As we kept walking we eventually reached a place that I call home. It wasn't much fancy or anything but it was enough to keep me safe and warm. The door closed behind us and the whispers finally disappeared.

  I let out a tired sigh as I collapsed on the couch and the room was cold as always. The warmth the house provided just felt like an artificial warmth. I have never felt real warmth except for maybe hugs… Though I rarely receive them. I can tell that they have real warmth in them.

  Then I heard a soft click…

  Sayori had turned on the light, the light bulb emitted just a different shade of grey since this world is colorless but I could still feel the warmth radiating from Sayori.

  To be honest, I had perhaps lost all my will to live in this world. Maybe it would be better off with me dead. Was bringing color in this world even possible? Should I just give up? Can someone like me even bring back colors if it was possible?

  I was having all kinds of thoughts, every good thought I had, in return I had ten times more bad thoughts.

  Seeing me in that state, Sayori became really sad.

  I was still deep in thought processing everything that had ever happened to me but then I felt a hard yet gentle slap, “Pacific…” she called out to me softly

  When I looked at her. I could see the sadness dwelling in her. That made me even more sad and I thought to myself, "If me being sad saddens her, maybe I can't afford to be sad any longer.”

  As I snapped back to reality I slowly realized that there's still a person left in this world who could need me and I need to be by their side to protect them.

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  Then I remembered there was a legacy that was passed on through this cursed family. Although whoever tried to learn more and use it has died.

  I heard from my grandmother that was the reason my parents died and also the very next that legacy had somehow arrived in the house again, as if that legacy is only allowed to be used by this and only this cursed family.

  I thought that it was finally time to see for myself and show Sayori the final will that was passed on through this cursed family by, of course, the witch.

  We walked slowly through the house, the floor creaking, making an eerie vibe. The pictures on the wall were all colorless and faded out the faces almost unrecognizable.

  Even though the faces were almost unrecognizable I could tell the people on them have tried for centuries to try to overcome this curse.

  Maybe it's destiny, our family started this curse and our family has to end this. I want to be the one to put this curse to an end.

  Well the main reason being I want to bring color back into this world and I am just a boy after all, I wanna be known as the boy who brought back color into this world that would make me really cool. I thought out that last part with a smirk on my face.

  From the corner of my eyes I could see Sayori giggling. I was a bit confused at why she was laughing.

  “That smirk you did was really weird, no one smirks like that you know.” Sayori poked me.

  Hearing that made me really embarrassed, “Shut up just forget it for now.” I replied to her, my face was also filled with a smile.

  I thought to myself, there was a room in our house that isn't really used well, it's locked after all but it's no problem because convenient enough for me. I had found a mysterious key in the drawer just a few days ago.

  So I decided to tell Sayori that we should go to that room. She nodded in agreement.

  As we approached the door, I felt a sense of familiarity wash over me, even though I had never felt like this but it still gave me some familiarity.

  I looked at Sayori, giving a look of are you ready and she nodded in agreement.

  I opened the door hesitantly and as soon as I opened the door. Something caught my eye.

  There was a box right in front of our eyes. It was floating, it was quite obvious that the answers lie in this box. I could also tell that something sinister is flowing from that box.

  “ Pacific, am I just imagining things or is that box just floating there?” Sayori asked.

  “Ehh, I also see it so either we both are imagining things or it really is just floating there.” I joking replied to her

  “Well whatever the case is, should we just open it?”

  “Welp we have no other choices here do we?” I replied.

  Sayori nodded in agreement and we slowly approached the box.

  “Be careful just in case.” Sayori said with a bit of skepticism.

  “No need to tell me twice.” saying that I put my hands on the box

  I tried opening it and fell embarrassingly on my back.

  Sayori broke out laughing, “It clearly needs a key idiot.” she said while still laughing.

  I felt really embarrassed,”w-well lets just find the key first and forget that for now” I replied

  “Sure sure but I won’t promise you that I will forget that.” Sayori was still laughing as she said that.

  We looked around for a bit, in the drawers, in the closet, on top of the shelf, everywhere but finding the key wasn't as easy as we thought.

  Even though this room was locked and no one even dared to come up to its door, it was somehow clean.

  Ignoring that I kept searching and saw a picture, the picture was of someone who looked to be from our family but I couldn't exactly tell who it was.

  The person appeared to have a key on her neck. I tried reaching for it and strangely enough even though the key was just a picture, I could somehow grab it so I pulled it out from the picture.

  I called out to Sayori saying I found the key but decided to not tell her that it came out from the picture.

  Hearing that I found the key Sayori excitingly came up to me and said,”lets open it already I am excited to see what kind of mystery lies in it”

  I agreed with her. Even though there could be danger in the box, it felt exciting. After all, we both love dangerous activities. It has been like that since we were young.

  We both went up to the box and inserted the key in.

  A shiver ran down my spine as I turned the key.

  I opened the box hesitantly and inside was a small piece of paper which was very old. It looked like a letter that was probably passed on from generation to generation and there was a small device which wasn't grey.

  The device was almost too blinding.

  Sayori and I exchanged glances with each other. I could tell she was nervous and I was also very nervous.

  As we realized that the device was emitting color. This was the first time we ever saw color in this world.

  Sayori and I both realized that this is going to be an extremely exciting yet dangerous journey.