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Izanagi's Heart Game - Session #1
They say
that snowdrops were formed
as a gift from an angel
bequeathed unto Eve
a symbol of hope and rebirth...
They say
that snowdrops were formed
as a gift from an angel
bequeathed unto Eve
a symbol of hope and rebirth...
Re: cw suicide ideation
You’re at the top of the Tokyo Tower, alone in your despair.
Your vision blurs with tears, partially obscuring the two handguns laying on the floor. Reminders of your sins and the bars that trap you from salvation. There’s no hope for you, and not a single soul who will return to your side, ever.
Your gaze slides to the large windows of the viewing platform, and you scrub away the tears as you pick yourself up.
Maybe, you think, you can still get someone to look at you again.
You begin to walk towards them.
Maybe, you think, you can be freed of the pain tearing apart your heart.
You shatter the window.
Maybe, you think, you’ll still be as alone and in pain anyway - but it’s still worth a shot, isn’t it? Because one who has lost everything has nothing left to lose.
You step out from the window and begin to fall.
...Or at least, that's the scene you believe yourself to be in for a brief moment. Once you return to the present, you find yourself in the hallways still, shadows whispering busily around you. And, should you check, your badge is glowing faintly as one of the fragments goes from clear to black.
You've found another Fragment.
Suddenly, you are acutely aware of the whispers spoken around you. Though disparate, you can put together the following: Did you hear? Apparently the master of the house only pretends to get along with others... He really is just stringing everyone along, isn’t he? Can he really be trusted?
This tale is now circulating for any other explorers to hear. However, your secret has been revealed, and any who pass through will surely overhear it as well.
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No one should be alone (E).
[Not really a secret, but he adds it to the pile anyway. Now to find the owner of this place.
He goes towards the stain glassed door.]
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Onwards!]