Hello... welcome to this final installment of 0-Negative Memory, the prequel to I-Negative Bullet.

Yes... this is the end. Now, in this chapter, you will learn who was responsible for all this mess... though you should know it, as you should read Chapter 64 of I-Negative Bullet before this to avoid spoilers.

Can't believe it? Neither can I. But it is like this... this is the end, my friends. The last memory of Chôzen Gekido.

Before we start this, I want to thank everyone for reading 0-Negative Memory. Especially Kaiser Dude, Demon Neko Shen and Flandre Nightshade Scarlet for reviewing. Also special thanks go to Duwee Davis II, Sweebation and BloodSapphire95/Zorucha, who lately have become my main motivation for writing.

...and sorry for making you cry there, Flandre NightShade Scarlet.

Anyways, that's it, people. I hope you enjoy this last memory of Chôzen Gekido. The event that caused everything that happened in I-Negative Bullet.

Thank you, guys and gals...

So then, let's start it, shall we?

This chapter was uploaded along chapter 64 of I-Negative Bullet. Please make sure you read up to (including) chapter 64 of I - Negative Bullet before you read this. Could be a spoiler otherwise, as this chapter will finally reveal the last memory of Chôzen in before his amnesia.


Final Chapter: The difference ~ Apologies to the seven sin

302 years ago, Gensokyo - Underground, Palace of Earth Spirits/ Chireiden

"S-satori-sama?", whispered Utsuho Reiuji as she entered the study. Her mistress had been sick lately. The once so cheery girl had turned into a depressive, lonesome girl that spend most of her time inside her study... as she was right now.

Satori Komeiji sat, with slumped shoulders and an expressionless face, in front of the window, looking at the courtyard of Chireiden. She apparently hadn't even noticed that Utsuho had enter her study. "Satori-sama, I have brought your dinner. Shall I put it onto the desk?", asked the hell raven. At least, that was what she used to be. But after she ate the corpse of a god, of the yatagarasu, the three-legged crow, a few centuries ago, she had turned into something neither truly hell-raven, nor yatagarasu. Something in between. Something powerful.

As she received no reply from her master, Utsuho let out another long sigh. It had been something common in the palace since a few days... receiving no reaction from Satori Komeiji was something that depressed everyone. It was as if a dark cloud hung over the palace of earth spirits, the palace that had once been a lively place... especially when Chôzen Gekido came to visit. Satori Komeiji and her younger sister had apparently taken him to their small hearts, as had he with them... But since he left a while ago, had vanished without any real reason and any explanation, he had been barely seen in Gensokyo.

Downcast, Utsuho put the plate with her masters dinner on the desk. "I will go now.", muttered Utsuho, only to receive yet again no reply from the satori. With a heavy heart, the hell-raven-turned-yatagarasu turned to leave. At this very moment, one could be happy if Satori Komeiji at least grunted or sighed... it was the only reaction, and a very rare at that. Otherwise, the young Komeiji was lost deep within her own mind... And where was Koishi? Utsuho hadn't seen her in days...

"G-gone..." Utsuho perked up, her right hand placed against the side of the half open door. Her control rod was inside her room at this very moment, she didn't need it right now... but had... had Satori just spoken?

Utsuho turned to look over her shoulder. Satori hadn't moved at all, seemingly had not taken notice of her being present... was the young Komeiji talking to herself? "...gone forever... never be the same..." Utsuho's eyes widened as it clicked inside her head. The recent events... now everything made sense.

She growled under her breath, turned to the corridor. So he had done this to Satori... Chôzen Gekido! He was responsible for everything! The hell raven closed her right hand around the door, tightened her grip... until she felt the wood splinter under her grip. She let go of it. And let Satori's study behind. Chôzen Gekido...

...he would have to pay.

"K-koishi.. why did you... close your heart...?", whispered Satori to herself, but Utsuho never heard it...


302 years ago / the day Chôzen vanished, Outside World - Japan, Tokio

Here I was. Uncertain, lonesome, scared. Behind this very door was what I fearedand yet longed for... Nanatsu no Taizai, my one and true love... My life and my death. I had promised to be with her in times good and bad, in sickness and in health...

I rose my right hand and turned it around, looked at the seal of Nanatsu's and my marriage... The seal of our love. Clenching my right hand to a fist, I let the determination flow through me. I had hesitated long enough... waited long enough. In the end, had to be forced here by a mere persona... This shall be no more.

I put my hand against the door. Gathered determination. Fujiwara no Mokou, Yukari Yakumo, Yuyuko Saigyouji, Youmu Konpaku, Takato Matsuki, Ulquiorra Cifer, Mana Hakurei, Mima Hakurei, Kanako Yasaka, Suwako Moriya, Rumia Shisô, Mystia Lorelei, Byakuren Hijiri, Remilia Scarlet, Flandre Scarlet, Patchouli Knowledge, Koakuma, Hong Meiling, Satori Komeiji, Koishi Komeiji, Parsee Mizuhashi, Rin Kaenbyou, Utsuho Reiuji... They would've wanted me to. It was their determination that flew through me. Their determination shall end this... my sorrow.

As I pushed the door open after turning around the keys twice and unlocking the door that way, a soft melody returned to my memory, a song Nanatsu once sung, saying that it fit me so much...

Though the scent lingers, the flower scattered one day.

It couldn't even allow me to wander...

The door was open, I was past it. I felt pretty nostalgic as I saw the old corridor still the way it was... to believe that the house actually didn't change in all those centuries. It's still the same, the wooden floor, the wooden staircase at the end with the polished railing... The door to my left, leading into the living room. Nanatsu would be behind it. I would be too in a moment.

My steps became heavier as I walked towards it, my body suddenly feeling twice its original weight... Despair and sorrow... Guilt... it lay heavy on my shoulders. But my decision was made. Nevermore shall this walking enigma surrender. Nevermore.

I laid my hand onto the doorhandle... and pushed it down.

The flower is in full bloom,

Taught me one day that living just for the sake of it is a sin...

Hesitation. The door was merely ajar, little light from the living room falling into the corridor I was in. I could still turn around. Could still flee this uncertain future. Had Nanatsu seen the door move? I hope not... I... I just can't do this. I can't face her... not after what I've done to her. I have ruined her life... It shall not be in my place to childishly chase her and beg her for forgiveness. I do not deserve forgiveness...

"Hello? Is someone there?", shouted Nanatsu's voice. Her sweet, soft voice... "If you are a burglar, make sure you leave quickly, or I'm going to call the police!", she roared. Still acting like a human? Can't blame her. Youkai living in this world act like humans to avoid being hunted down... It was no time for Youkai, humans do not believe in magic and myths anymore...

So what... she had seen the door move. Should I enter now? Or hastily leave? What... what if Nanatsu has long forgotten me? Has started a new life and doesn't want the past anymore? What... what if Nanatsu... is living happily now... with... with another man and...

No... For gods sake, this is Nanatsu we're talking about! Nanatsu, the beauty with the dark secret! She avoids too much contact with men and women alike due to her curse... The embodiment of the seven deadly sins. Nanatsu would've rather lived in complete solitude than with a man... or a woman. Other than me, as for I do not give into any sin too much.

I gulped and made it, the final decision... I pushed the door open. As I did, the sound of breaking glass came to my ears... I spotted her immediately, sitting on an armchair, broken glass to her feet... There she was, the beauty with the dark secret, the woman I had given my heart to...

We can't be seperated, I can't leave you

My feelings, holding onto them, only make my heart excited...

"I-Is that..." I didn't move when Nanatsu stumbled to her feet, stumbled towards me. She slowed down, hesitated when she came closer to me, became cautious and apparently didn't believe her eyes... I didn't move when she reached me, slowly rose her hand... I didn't move when she put a hand onto my left cheek and stroke over it.

"Chôzen...? I-is that really you?", she breathed as she stroke my left cheek, merely centimeters in between her and my face. As we were this close, an old feeling overcame me, the feeling of warmth. I felt the need to kiss her... to embrace her... to be with her. She was mine. My Nanatsu... only mine.

Though the scent lingers, the flower scattered one day,

I have no time to wander, but I take a step back.

So frail that I depend on it and so weak that I can't be depended on.

The nightmare tenderly toys around with me...

"Yes... Yes it is me.", I whispered. For a moment, nothing happened. The silence had overwhelmed us, the feeling of familiarity... and then, suddenly, I had a crying woman in my arms. She had thrown her hands around my neck, was crying into my shoulder, sobbing madly.

"Y-you're back...", she sobbed into my shoulder. "I am... I am...", I assured her, patting her back slowly. "W-where've you been? Why... why did you leave me all alone?" I froze up, stared past her against a wall. "I... was alone as well. I... thought you.. may hate me." "Hate you?", asked Nanatsu stunned. "I would never hate you...", she murmured, wipping her tears away. "You are what I hold onto in this sick existence... Why would I hate you?"

Guilt became heavier than before, made my heart heavy with it's shackles. "I'm sorry that I thought that way... I am sorry for what I did to you... what has happened in between us.", I whispered, sighing. "Apology accepted.", giggled Nanatsu, freeing herself of my embrace.

"...all that counts is, that you are back... W-will you stay? Stay with... me?" Despite the swirl of emotions I felt, guilt, love, familiarity, sadness, happiness, panic, anger at myself... But I was above such emotions. I was the chosen nihilist. The chosen one.

Just now, you, who know weakness

Forgave the desires of those who seek it

The momentary beauty bloomed admirably...

"I can't stay." Nanatsu frowned, looked shocked at me. "But I came to take you with me. Let us return to Gensokyo, Nana... let us leave all what has happened in this world here behind..." The shinigami of seven deadly sins continued to look shocked at me... before that beautiful smile of hers crept its way onto her lips. "I see... so then, our seperation will have to continue a hundred years more... My duty here is not yet over, Chôzen Gekido, husband of mine. In a hundred years, however, it will end, as I can return to Gensokyo then."

I sighed loudly, however, with a smile on my lips. "A hundred years? It will be easy opossed to what I have been through until now... A hundred years will be easy for me to handle. But still, my heart weights hard...", I whispered as I stepped forwards again, brushed a strand of hair out of her face,leaned down.

"But I shall continue to visit you, Nana... I shall no more leave you alone, as for I hate the solitude." She giggled, something rather out of character for her, closed her eyes as she did so. "You can stop talking like that. I forgve you already, my shining knight. We both have misunderstood each other..." "Thank you Nanatsu...", I breathed, closed the distance in between us... and my lips met hers. "Promise me to never leave me alone again... Will you?"

...it might be too late for me to know it...


When I left my old home, it was already deepest night... whether it was the same night or days later, I didn't know... Being with Nanatsu again, her forgiving me... I had lost track of time as I was near her again. The only thing in my life that had ever really mattered.

But now... as sad as it was, I would have to leave. Gensokyo was calling for me... I had too many ties to it by now. My past was its past, its future was my future. Yukari would, as usual, pick me up at the park... the park I had first left this world through after I argued with Nanatsu. After I fled into the night... How foolish I had been to think she hated me. That she would ever hate me...

Though the scent lingers, the flower scattered one day.

I want to childishly entrust in everything of yours...

I sighed and pulled my shirt tighter. It was cold and raining. Storming. Late in the night. As good as no one was in the park as I entered... Too damn cold weather. Damn Yukari for being that lazy being she is... can't even think ahead. Instead of creating a gap where I am, she awaits that I enter the park... Damn you, Yukari!

As I reached the spot Yukari and I had agreed on, a pretty hidden clearing inside a small forest with a paved ground and a small fountain in its middle, Yukari's gap was nowhere in sight. No surprise for me. It wasn't the first time that she was late. However... this time, there was something out of the usual. It began when the voice spoke up.

"Hello Chôzen." I frowned, the voice somewhat familiar to me. "Utsuho?", I asked in confusement as I turned around... and stared directly into the barrel of her control rod. "What the hell are you doing here Utsuho? And take that thing out of my face!", I hissed, glancing around if a human had spotted us. But due to the rain, there was no one... luckily. A good thing that we Youkai don't get colds as easy as humans do...

Utsuho didn't react to my hiss, which caused me to wonder. However, when I tried to step away from the barrel, she strangely followed me with it, continued to point it at me. "Utsuho, what has gotten into you? You shouldn't be here in the outside world! How did you even get out?", I growled.

"Broke through the border. The Hakurei wasn't exactly happy with it... but I did it.", replied the clearly irritated hell raven. "Why?", I continued my interrogation. "Oh, don't worry... I am here for you...", she growled. I rose an eyebrow. "Me? Why would you follow me into the outside world? Has Satori sent you?" That had been the wrong question, as it should turn out.

"Don't you dare use her name so casually! I am here because you have to pay for what you have done to Satori-sama!", roared Utsuho. Just in time, I managed to lean my body to the right, avoiding a nuclear orb of pure, super-charged energy. "What? I haven't done anything to Satori!", I growled.

I can't forgive you in my kindness and my desire to monopolize your wavers,

They're selfish loves that can't be compared to one another...

Excellent. A kinda slow-thinking hell raven-turned-yatagarasu wants to kill me because she thinks I have done something to her master. Perfect! I may as well just blow up the next atomic power plant and stand next to the out-of-control core. Same effect.

Nuclear energy wouldn't kill a Youkai (at least not instantly, it takes a lot of radiation to kill a Youkai), but it could very well cause horrible mutations. Chernobyl caused some very freaky mutations by nearby Youkai... some good, some bad, some interesting and others just plain wicked.

"Liar!", hissed Utsuho, shooting at me again. I dove out of the way. Oh no, I wouldn't go down now, not now that I have Nanatsu back in my life... but I can't kill. Not Utsuho. I can't kill... not anymore. I do care about life and death now. Humans and Youkai are worth exactly the same. I ain't a nihilist anymore...


Hours before...

"Nanatsu... to prove you that I am back to you... That I have left behind my nihilism once and for all..."

Crack

"C-Chôzen! Y-Your face, i-it is...!"

Crack.

"I have done no mistake by following the path of nihilism. It was my destiny to do so."

Crack.

"CHÔZEN! Why is your face breaking apart?"

True to her word, there was a large fissure, running from the upper left of my face down to the middle, across my left eye. And more fissures began to appear on my face from all sides.

"And I won't do a mistake with what I do now. What I do now is also my destiny. Insanity knows. My flame-soul knows. Yukari knows. The nihilism itself does. It has become worthless, the nihilism's path has laid upon me... whether it continues to stay or not won't change a thing anymore..."

I rose my left hand to the height of my head, put it onto my face and moved it to the source of the largest fissure. All the while, an indifferent expression was no my face, my eyes empty and my mouth a simple line. My left hand reached the upper left of my face... and the fingers sunk into my head. Or so it appeared.

"CH-CHÔZEN!", shrieked my wife, looking at me with fear, panic... But I continued to look at her indifferently. My hand clenched around it... and then, I pulled my arm down, while I moved my head back. And before Nanatsu's very eyes, it shattered.

The mask of no more future broke apart into shards. I had decided. I wasn't a nihilist, but I was the incarnation of nihilism itself by now... I don't have to be a nihilist to represent it. My fate is sealed, my destiny is to destroy...whether I have the mask or not does not matter as long as the nihilism, which has become one with me, exists.

This was the reason I couldn't feel it anylonger. Why it failed upon me... it hadn't. It was never gone. But during my fight with Rumia Shisô...

All the while long, I had tried to fit into the nihilism, had adapted to it. Something unable to fit, something not meant to fit. Never would I become the nihilism... But during the fight with Rumia Shisô, the nihilism had adapted to me. Had become me. It changed to be mine... the reason why I couldn't feel anylonger. Like a mask made for my face, it fit it. The real Chôzen had been born. The real Chôzen... had always been the weak, emotional one. Not the nihilist. That was who I was. Who I should've been all along. And Rumia Shisô made me realize so without knowing... I thank her for that.

As I lowered my head to look at Nanatsu, my expression had changed. No longer empty eyes, my mouth no longer a simple line... My eyes radiated old emotions, my lips curled up into a warm, genuine smile... I was back. And Nanatsu realized that. She knew it. I knew so, as she fell into my arms again.

"The reason why I ran from you all those centuries ago... I was confused, thought you hated me... The real reason for my uncertainty, for why I thought that you'd hate me... it was this. This stupid, old mask...", I whispered into her ear, looked expressionless over her shoulder at the remains of the mask in my hand, the forehead and the holes for the eyes... and then, as my lips curled up into another smile... I let go of the remains of the mask.

It hit the ground with no noise and shattered apart. And the shards disintegrated. The mask was taken off... Chôzen Gekido was back. The real one...

Though the scent lingers, all of the flower scattered...


I ducked under Utsuho's next bullet. No way I would allow her to kill me... All I need now is a safe way to escape. A way to get out of here... I needed help, I knew that. If I only could move this fight to Gensokyo... Yukari, Yuyuko... maybe Mokou, heck, even Youmu or Mima! I just needed someone to help me! Utsuho was way too poweful, even for me... Something like a gods power, and such a dangerous one at that, isn't something even exalted Youkai like me should play around with.

"GET THE HECK OUTTA THERE! LOOK!", roared Insanity's voice inside my head. Glancing past Utsuho, I saw what he meant... Yukari's gap had opened. My key to freedom... or at least momentary safety...

I dove past Utsuho, sled underneath her control rod as she swung it at me. After a quick sommersault, I was back on my feet, jumped towards the boundary between here and there, the gap that led into Yukari Yakumo's distorted world.

In midair, I turned around... Utsuho can't follow me yet, fighting in this gap world of Yukari's is no option... I need to close it.

I extended my hand towards the gap, gathered negative energy. The gathering process was slow, Yukari's distorted world didn't have as much negative energy as other worlds. Through the still open gap, I could still see Utsuho... and I could see the blinde rage in her eyes. "THIS IS FOR HURTING SATORI!", roared the mad raven, energy gathering inside her control rod. Dangerous, deadly energy.

Silently, I snarled at my ability to charge faster... faster than Utsuho. However, she was already done when I almost had enough energy to absorb the gap. I slowly drifted backwards, away from the gap, when Utsuho shot. NO! Damn it!

Just that moment, my energy was fully charged. I unleashed my ability to negate... the gap needed to be closed. Come on, all I need to do is to negate that damn gap, turn around, and open it... maybe to the Hakurei Shrine! The Hakurei Maiden of this century will surely help me!

And then, I unleashed it. A split second after I heard Utsuho's control rod being fired, I unleashed my own ability... and watched how it all went wrong. The moment the gap distorted, turned into a mere picture being sucked into my extended hand, the deadly bullet, the super-charged bullet, was right inside the gap... and was sucked in as well.

"NooARGH!" Incredible pain shot through my body. It felt as if my veins were on fire. Forcing one eye open, I managed to catch a glance of my twitching body... it was glowing in a steady, green glow... but the glow began to waver, turning orange, then back to green... Damn it all! Damn it!

I just need to turn around and unleash...

w-what is happening? W-why does my feel my body... so numb? Why is...

I opened my eyes... my movements were slow, continued to slow down... No... no... NO! What is happening? Why is this happening? I feel... nothing...

...I felt... nothing... the nothingness... I hated...

My body... didn't move anymore... no... no it did. It just moved slow. Incredible slow... The movement of one second... the movement that should've taken one second... it happened... but at a speed... that would take centuries...

No...

...Nanatsu... Nanatsu I am sorry...

I will break out promise...

...I don't want to... I don't want to break it, but... I have no choice.

My feelings spill into my short memory...

Oh dying life, be brief yet strong...

Caught in a time paradox, as for this is what it is, I will be unable to be wtih you for another long, long time..

...I hope you can forgive me yet again...

...Nanatsu...

...this is my apology to the seven deadly sins.

Because... I do care...

Like the merciless, yet tender time...


2 years ago, Yukari's distorted world - Time Paradox Area, Chôzen's "Grave"

~ 0 - Negative Memory Ending theme: Steve Conte - Worth a Chance ~

This eternity... it has almost passed. My body has moved... it has moved slowly... but i am as good as done. The movement of one second in a threehundred years... It is nearly done.

My soul is weak... my mind... breaking the mask has caused a lot of damage, I was aware of that... stuck in a time paradox for a threehundred years... my body unaware of the different time-flow, my mind aware...

I can't take much more. I wish nothing more... than to see Nanatsu again. Whether or not I will be mentally crippled by a threehundred years long torture doesn't matter to me...

I just... I just want to see her face again. Her smile. I had waited so long... and have waited so long again.

Why is it that my life has to be made of tragedies and sorrow? Why is it that I do deserve this?

Please... if you are out there, higher being, supernatural force... I don't know who or what you are... but please... don't you think I suffered long enough? Please free me... of my sorrow... my burdens...

...make me alive again...

...my mind hurts... my soul...

A sudden movement. Nothing more than a flinch... but then, everything happened so fast. My body has turned around. The gap was set free again... I can finally escape... this madness... I see... I see a light.. through the gap... I finally see again.. light... how I missed it...

With a sudden movement of speed I had forgotten it existed, my body was launched through the gap, was launched into the light. And as I opened my eyes to see again, to face life again...

...I was never happier to see pavement. I was nearing it at alarming speed, pavement, pavement right in front of the Hakurei Shrine...

...a smile crept onto my lips.

CLONK!

And so... everything started...


Present, Gensokyo - Underground, Hell of Blazing Fires, Magma Chamber, beneath the surface of magma

I opened my eyes, yet my grip remained as tight as before. Utsuho had her eyes still closed, was still in my 'embrace', but I know she wasn't unconciousness... her face was pretty beautiful, now that it wasn't distorted in rage... It was peaceful. "Moron."

I chuckled as I heard it. "Do you still not believe me? I am Chôzen Gekido." For some mysterious reason, the magma did not flow into my mouth as I opened it. That's right... Utsuho and I were still sinking into the magma, and though the pain was unbearable, we were still conciousness, were still alive. Still alive...


Oh Em Gee.

Guys and gals, I can't believe we are already at this point... the end of 0-Negative Memory. Chôzen's past. We are in the present now, I-Negative Bullet... Oh, and the lyrics in this chapter are from the song "Though the scent lingers, the flower scattered", the opening to "the memories of phantasm".

Chôzen's past, full of tragedies and sorrow... the past of the walking enigma. Colored in crimson of blood, blue of tears, black of tragedy and green of guilt and sorrow, he walked it. Not caring about life and death, he only searched to fill the nothingness until it became his only goal in life.

Along the way, he met several different people, each unique in it's own way... he would see some of them again as he awoke from his slumber of 300 years, would have to remember them. Would have to go through it all again, through all the tragedy... but for a higher goal. But for what?

Questions flooded his mind as he would sink into the magma with Utsuho Reiuji, but just as many questions appeared, just as many questions were answered. He understood it now. Understood it all. Why his life was wrapped in tragedies.

Thank you for reading 0-Negative Memory. I hope you continue reading Negative Bullet Project... we are long from finished.

So long.

SorrowfulReincarnation.