"... Don't be sorry about something that had nothing to do with you."
[ But he returns the hug anyway, because he likes them.
The ice reflects another memory... ]
Memory! ver. Greed [ Hello, this man is named Renatus and he is here to terrorize again. This guy who's slightly taller than Hien with his short wavy blond hair and red right eye and left blue eye. He can be seen clinging onto Hien, who looks absolutely exhausted and exasperated with Renatus's very existence. They seem to be cuddling(? very one-sided) on some wasteland with gray dirt all around them. Hien is so bloody, but it looks like dried blood. There's also some blood on Renatus's face too. Hien's clothes are torn at some parts. Fia can probably piece together that Hien regenerated after being injured.
"When are you leaving?"
"Soon."
"Don't leave me. It's been forever since I've been able to see you again. We can't even be in most worlds together... but you won't even look at me when we're in this hub-like space?"
"Maybe if you stopped being like this, I wouldn't be so reluctant to spend time with you."
"But we're fellow monsters, Hien. Monsters don't have rights. We're both just something to be pitied and begging to be mercy killed. It's funny, since we can't even die properly."
"..."
"This has been the seventy-seven million, three hundred eighty-two thousand and two hundred fourteenth time that you tried to raise my child self. I'm so honored to have so much of your attention, even if you don't remember it. You keep trying to save me. That's cute."
"..............."
"And I foil it."
Renatus caresses Hien's face.
"Every."
The thumb gently rubs his cheek.
"Single."
He gets a small peck on the opposite cheek.
"Time.
Renatus laughs. Hien can't bring himself to feel anything.
[ fiammetta opens her eyes and watches the memory play out over his shoulder.
then she lets go, setting her hands on his shoulders. she looks over his face with shock, half-expecting a burgundy spray of blood on his cheek. should she step away? she has no idea.
that answers her question about just how long he's lived for. ]
[ Hien is quiet. Some things aren't lining up in his memory and this is funny because I just remembered that Hien forgot his toxic yaoi this week. He frowns while looking off to the side. ]
"... I don't know. But he keeps being creepy at me for some reason."
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I'm sorry, Hien. [ she squeezes tighter. ]
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[ But he returns the hug anyway, because he likes them.
The ice reflects another memory... ]
Memory! ver. Greed
[ Hello, this man is named Renatus and he is here to terrorize again. This guy who's slightly taller than Hien with his short wavy blond hair and red right eye and left blue eye. He can be seen clinging onto Hien, who looks absolutely exhausted and exasperated with Renatus's very existence. They seem to be cuddling(? very one-sided) on some wasteland with gray dirt all around them. Hien is so bloody, but it looks like dried blood. There's also some blood on Renatus's face too. Hien's clothes are torn at some parts. Fia can probably piece together that Hien regenerated after being injured.
"When are you leaving?"
"Soon."
"Don't leave me. It's been forever since I've been able to see you again. We can't even be in most worlds together... but you won't even look at me when we're in this hub-like space?"
"Maybe if you stopped being like this, I wouldn't be so reluctant to spend time with you."
"But we're fellow monsters, Hien. Monsters don't have rights. We're both just something to be pitied and begging to be mercy killed. It's funny, since we can't even die properly."
"..."
"This has been the seventy-seven million, three hundred eighty-two thousand and two hundred fourteenth time that you tried to raise my child self. I'm so honored to have so much of your attention, even if you don't remember it. You keep trying to save me. That's cute."
"..............."
"And I foil it."
Renatus caresses Hien's face.
"Every."
The thumb gently rubs his cheek.
"Single."
He gets a small peck on the opposite cheek.
"Time.
Renatus laughs. Hien can't bring himself to feel anything.
"I love you." ]
[ ... ]
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then she lets go, setting her hands on his shoulders. she looks over his face with shock, half-expecting a burgundy spray of blood on his cheek. should she step away? she has no idea.
that answers her question about just how long he's lived for. ]
Who is that...?
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"... I don't know. But he keeps being creepy at me for some reason."
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You don't know...? But you've seen him before?
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