idolpro | Vergil's heart game r2

You feel weak, your body won't move no matter how you try, and you are falling, away from everything you know and love. Away from everything you need to accomplish. If you could just reach out, maybe you could hold on to it, claw your way back. But it's a useless endeavour, you fall unconscious, and your mind goes blank except for poetry and a familiar voice.

O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons?
To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,
For I am faint with travail,
Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.

My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd!
Consumed and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life?

You wake on the ground in a cave, cold, wet, and sticky. It smells of rotting flesh. Your objective is clear, but you can't recall a name or face. Nothing else about your memory of him is changed, but for some reason the name "Vergil" just won't come to you, and you couldn't describe how he looks if your life depended on it. But at least your body starts to respond to your will, slowly regaining enough strength to carry on.

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Monocle You don't feel any different. Except maybe a little silly for even thinking about wearing a monocle, who the heck does that? Although there is a sort of aftertaste of needing to prove yourself...
Painting You feel proud, despite being completely out of your depth. Someone might be looking for this.
Flowers You're terrified. Or is this just how it feels being deeply in love? Maybe both. It might be difficult not to cry for a moment. But it's kind of lame to just give yourself a bouquet, sure you paid for it but are you just going to keep it for yourself?
Journal It's all hand written, and the writers the pieces are attributed to have some odd names. DMX? Tupac? Are these poems? Are we going to debate the validity of rap as poetry? No we're not, they're poems and you're going to appreciate them and the work put into getting this journal together. Well, maybe you won't that's your choice, but someone certainly would.
Violin A name was written on the back in black marker, but it's been scratched out. Even though this is clearly a high quality, expensive instrument. It's hard to shake the feeling of annoyance that comes with it. ...Well it was scratched out. Now Vergil is written above that again.

You still have 500 red orbs. The journal, flowers, and violin are already in the house, but so is anything else important, nothing left seems to call to you.

Unless you want some wizard robes?? That's a different sort of call right.

[I mean they are tempting but he's already in robes... sure he'll get them anyway.

And set the flowers, journal and violin in the growing magpie stash. And can he leave the orbs too? Whatever is left.]

Oh, okay, sure.

Robes You put on your robe and wizard hat. And itchy fake beard. You feel stupid. Because this is stupid. And when you try to take it off? Well that's a shame because your actual clothes have disappeared, so, you might want to keep it on. At least if you wear the full outfit no one will recognise you right??

Except you're magic so it probably gets replaced easily. Anyway enjoy being Ligrev for a moment. But sure you can leave all that and a bag of orbs. Or just a bunch of stray orbs. Maybe the child can shove them in another magic vending machine later. Or just appreciate them as part of this pile of offerings.

Really at this point the heart hardly cares what you leave, it's the thought that counts. And the attention. It's all great, Vergil's basically just preening but in...his soul? Or whatever? The point is you're going to spoil him rotten.

[Oh....

Well spoiling Vergil is the point? And he'll leave the dumb outfit on and even add the monocle.

Now he looks super fancy!! Fake beard and all!

Time to hunt down something to write with and on.]

...Wow. He doesn't know you.

Because it's a fantastic disguise! Mysterious mage Aerbahal.

You can probably find at least a quill and ink around some of the rubble, something must have been a table at some point. And there's definitely plenty of paper about.

[Dang right, best disguise!!

... he will gather what he needs and sit to write.

Dear Vergil,

Though some have played a role in opening my heart, and you know who they are, you seem to hold some confusion about your own role and importance to me.

Without you I still would not try to trust. I would hold myself further aloof than I do now. I would not fall for you, and be such a fool for you. These things are your doing. And to take responsibility you will need to take care of yourself. To believe my words and not your doubts.

Heed me, then. I love you. Your worth and my need for you are unique to you. Second to none, for who would I compare you to? You have given me faith. Do not falter, for as you belong to me, I am yours.

My love for others does not diminish my love for you. If you grow jealous, or lonely, you need only seek me, and I will sooth you. Know also that my jealousy towards you burns terribly. I would share you with only a few without that flame growing ugly within me, I suspect. Yet all the same your joy is what I seek. Do not hesitate to reach for what makes you happy. And I will not leave your side, for I believe you will stay always by my own.

Know that you are mine, always, as I am yours. And be at peace, and happy.

I love you.

[name redacted]

He will set the letter by the flowers, and violin, and leave a kiss on Hades's head as well as Five and Vergil's before back to the manor.]

Oh

The letter gets absorbed into the shelf, still able to be read but it lives here now, it can't be taken away, almost like he's trying to latch on? At the least it's certainly something he wants to believe.

[Well.... not what he expected but if it makes it more permanent? ]

Shove the serotonin directly in his heart.

[He's gonna]

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