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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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The thing about Five's is, actually it's labelled for Five and Hades. It's a bedroom not unlike Hades' Baritones room. There's a lounge area with an extra large, luxurious couch for napping and a fancy coffee maker nearby. There's an ensuite, and a walk-in closet full of robes and suits. None are child-sized.

There's no overhead lights, just the look of the light of souls streaming through the sky in Amaurot, vibrant, many coloured, and moving. The bed is more than ample space for four, and another door on one of the side walls is like an adjoining hotel room door.

[This is cute. He'll check out every part of the room and then the adjoining door.

Because Vergil is a soft sap.]

There's basically anything either Five or Hades could possibly need or want. Not the other people in their lives, but there's framed photos of their friends and family on the walls, they can have reminders at least, to keep them happy here. Vergil doesn't want to be the only person anyone cares for. Just the most important.

The adjoining room - if you didn't check the plaque of the next one along the hall, it will still be obvious this is yours. Those crystalline blue roses are set out all over the room, among rows and rows of books ranging in subject, but largely science and magic. There's even shelves full of what appear to be your own studies and dissertations. Every single book in here is written in your own language, too.

There's a good sturdy desk, well organised, with a comfortable chair. The journal and pen Vergil gave you are sitting on top of it. Small bronze statues of some of your Creations are the main ornaments around the room besides the flowers. Plus some other potted plants, and a little mini desktop pegasus that could fit in the palm of your hand. It's alive, just a cute little pet for you!

The set up is much the same as the other room with a walk-in closet and ensuite, a bed big enough for many grandpas to cuddle in. There are far more lights in here though, you wouldn't want to strain your eyes while you're reading or writing. The other major difference there is a demon face down and sprawled on the bed, wings stretched out, an egregiously large and frilly ribbon tied around its tail. Huh!

As you look around, anything you think of that it's missing to feel like home? Well look again and it's there. Don't you like it? You would be happy here, right?

[Hm this is cute isn't it? Just like a place telling him not to go anywhere. He will pet the tiny pegasus and put it on his shoulder, then go sit next to the demon on the bed, tugging his tail lightly.]

You love it right?? You're not going to go anywhere? You like possessiveness.

He huffs for having his tail pulled, and it swishes. "Must you pull tails?"

I cannot help it. You do look to cute not to torment.

Well if that will help make you stay!

"You're a menace." One of his extra large demon hands curls around yours as he rolls onto his side. He uses it to pull you in closer so he can rub some chin spikes against your cheek. An approximation of a kiss? That's the intent anyway. He's gotta find replacements for this.

[He smiles, and since he does have his own powers, pets Vergil's soul gently.]

You like that.

This is a wonderful place. Thank you.

Oh. He loves that, he curls up to your side, wrapping his tail around you.

"I want you to be happy." For when you stay here forever. Because it's no good to just make you stay against your will, that won't make anyone happy.

I am when I am with you.

[He will kiss his chin, happy to cuddle for a while.]

How many hearts are you going to cuddle in? He laughs, "Why do you think I'm here? I hope that's an important piece."

Well, it wouldn't be the same without you that is true. But it does just prove you're terribly sweet.

"Hmm. You have a lot of nerve calling a demon sweet." But he sounds amused. "I don't see how it's sweet, you already know I'm just trying to entice you."

Perhaps I just like that you want to in the first place.

But do you think I would leave you, Vergil?

"I think...you wouldn't leave me on purpose. But that doesn't mean you won't, it always happens. If you stayed here, I could make you happy, right? Especially if Five and Hades were here too. ...I could keep you safe."

Oh my love.

[He wraps his arms around him, still petting his soul.]

But none of us would be happy, hm? Even you. If we remained here, we would all be stagnant. We will be together. In Amaurot. All of us.

He sits up so he can hold you to his chest, envelop you in his arms. He hardly even needs wings or anything to do that in this form.

"...I can't lose you. I don't want to be without you for a moment. But...I know. You're right."

[He kisses him, on a chin spike.]

We may be apart for a while, but do you think you would allow that to last? Do you think I would?

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On a chin spike!! He holds tighter, forgetting to be careful with his nails.

"...No. I wouldn't rest until I had you again."

[He doesn't complain, tightens his own hold even.]

And you will always be able to find me, if I do not find you first.

"Ah. As long as you wear that." He reaches for the sageo to hold for a moment. The braid is awfully dainty in his hand but that makes it even cuter. Maybe tiny braid is also integral to his heart.

[Maybe size difference in either direction is a cute kink. Lahabrea does grin, putting a hand over Vergil's.]

And I will always wear it.

It is actually, it's much cuter to be interchangeable!

"Good...then I'll always find you." He lifts the braid to his mouth, just teeth is very annoying but at least it doesn't make a difference to kissing something like hair. "But don't make me have to chase you."

[He laughs, squeezing Vergil.]

Using my words back at me hm?

I might like being pursued. But I will not abandon you, Vergil.

"Do I not do that plenty already? But I'll never stop trying to make you love me more."

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