Date: 2016-09-21 10:24 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] hopedout
Don't say it like that.

[ A cold bitter air fills the room at Nanami's words. His expression turns hollow and his eyes burn a bright scarlet. It doesn't shift back to its normal color, and he can't even bring himself to even look at her. At either of them.

But then he realizes how cruel he made it sound, darkness nearly enveloping his heart. In this world, it physically manifests as a shadowy aura that flickers for a few seconds before glitching into white and fading away. ]


"While we still have it..."

[ Disgust sets in his soft tone, scrunching his face as lips press together. It hurts just to hear that, and it causes his chest to twist in agony, despair nearly settling in but is soon replaced with something else entirely different. A hollow emptiness. Of course, he might be completely misinterpreting her words, overthinking them, but his minds winds back to those memories yet again, as if he'd gone back in time. ]

It's like you're saying you're--

[ His mouth works the words in his mouth that he tries to say, but nothing comes out, completely stuck in his throat.

"I'm just a part of the game... but you guys aren't, right?"

No.

"...Hey, you don't want that either, right? I mean, if we lose our memories, there won't be a single trace of your existence left. You're going to completely disappear... and none of us will ever remember you..."

But the Nanami in his memories, she said... ]


Don't say that like you're going to disappear [ again ] some day.

[ His voice is abnormally quiet and he can't help but place his hands on his lap, fingers curling into a tight fist, nails digging into the skin, cutting into it. ]
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