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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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He listens to all of this, and it's hard to tell what he's thinking with that face, but it might feel like the world is...creaking? Just trying to accept that and commit it to memory.

"I don't want it to change, I like this. ...I am quite enamoured with being in love with you."

[He smiles, taking Vergil's hand and kissing it.]

As am I. But I do not want you to fear change. Has change not been what brought us here? If you were not willing to change yourself to begin with to persue your desires, I would not love you as I do.

I do not wish you to change for me. But I do not want you to dread change at all. Change as you wish to. Pursue what you wish to. Grow and flourish. I know you wish the same for me.

My point is not that we may fall out of love. Only that change need not be dreaded. I know we have both suffered great loss due to sudden changes. Yet to live, unchanging, clinging only to the familiar and comfortable, is hardly living. If we both did that, neither of us would have opened our hearts to grasp what we want.

Perhaps we may both always dread loss. Always cling too tightly to what we cherish. That is certainly fine. I simply do not wish you to fear growing.

"No, not growing, you even make me enjoy it. But loss and other such change. That is a different matter."

He holds your face in his hands. "But you're right. I do wish to see you flourish more than anything, even if that was not with me. And I know...you can't if you're locked up here."

Inconvenient that we can't simply hold those we love in safety where nothing may hurt them, isn't it? Something I have myself long struggled to accept.

Yet struggle as it is, I would not trade your happiness and chance to flourish even for your safety.

And I know you do wish the same for me. For all of us.

So it is all right that you fear. That you want me to stay. That being separated scares you. There is nothing wrong with that, and while I may reassure with words and comfort with gestures, I know only time will prove to you fully that I will not allow you to be alone. That I will come for you, that you will always have a place beside me.

I am patient. And I will enjoy seeing you truly come to accept that you belong with me. That you always will.

"...I believe you. A place beside you sounds like the highest honour." His fingers comb through your hair, a light scratch, before flopping back down on the pillows. "Can I go back to sleep then? Or are you not done snooping here yet?"

[He leans down to kiss him on the bony cheek.]

Rest if you like. I'm going to continue looking around as long as I am able. After all, this is a rather unique way to explore your heart.

"I can tell you're enjoying yourself. I suppose it better expresses things, than I am able to put into words.

Any requests?" There's a grin in his voice.

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You word things quite well, I am simply greedy myself. I would know you inside and out.

[He takes his hand and smiles.]

What would you even have me request, here in your heart?

....That's cute, he's endeared. Greedy indeed!

"I'm asking you. Any burning curiosities."

Innumerable!

Is there aught you would like to tell me now?

"That I would like to tell you..." He has to think that over. "That I love you of course. That you are part of everything here, as it is yours. What else is there to tell you?"

That I already know. Am I not entilted to every single part of you? Have I not shown my arrogance in that enough?

"Just reminding you, as always. But you are already acting particularly entitled."

You are not complaining. Perhaps it will convince you that you are mine. As much as you wish to be, you seem to doubt my acceptance of it.

"...I've never felt anyone wanted me. It can be hard to believe. And I know for you It isn't easy to trust in...well, anything."

I want you, Vergil. All of you. From the softness of your heart to the violence of your nature, you are mine.

I am terrible at trust. For reasons you well know--and more besides. Yet you have breached that. Were it not for you I would yet hold myself aloof from you and Five to some degree, fond but still reserved.

Yet I can no longer maintain that. There is no reserve left and it does terrify me. Should you betray me I would be devastated.

How, then, could I abandon you? You are mine. Precious to me, beloved, wanted. If I do not have you by my side at the end of our labors then I will not consider my own part complete. I want you with me. I... may need it. For at some point you have become... integral to my belief in my own ability to find happiness.

Part of me dreads facing my people. I fear many things. Yet when I think of you, it sooths me. Never will you reject me. Never will you judge who I am. In truth, your acceptance from the start has ever shocked me, yet been something I have come to take as a given, to rely on as a constant. That you will be my friend and ally no matter what. How can I not need you now? When I've started to accept at last the security of your constancy? I fear losing you. I fear your love, both accepting and losing it. I fear hurting you. But I do not fear your rejection--and that is such a strange and precious gift. To feel simply accepted.

That's a lot. If he wasn't in this form, he might have cried, or come dangerously close. But since you're sitting inside the core of his heart, you can feel a hint of it, not unlike melding souls. But it isn't so much fear as gladness. Difficult to convince himself, but he certainly hears and acknowledges it.

"I will hold your hand when you meet your people - whether figuratively or literally. I know how frightening that must be. Though I don't believe there is any need to worry, you're right, that regardless of what else may come, I will be with you. I'll do much more than accept you, I'll always think the world of you, never less.

It is your own doing, you know. I might have been very sore about being deceived, though your deeds otherwise would hardly bother me. But that you told me before it was strictly necessary, you didn't leave me to find out with everyone else... I didn't need to know anything about your true self then to remain your friend. That meant too much to me, that bit of trust and...showing you must then truly like me.

...I think I might have started to love you then. Thank you, ▇▇▇, for everything, for wanting me by your side."

[He kisses his hands again, gently. Reaching up to pet his big demon face.]

And thank you. Ever am I grateful to you for your friendship Vergil.

So I do not mind if you doubt and fear. I will overcome all of it with time. You simply need continue pursuing your own happiness and I shall be beside you.

"Just as you said, you may be an integral part of happiness for me. ...More than "may", you are." Considering several things relating to you were part of your objectives here...that should make it obvious huh.

"And thank you for the letter, too."

[Another kiss to the chin spikes.]

Perhaps it will help, perhaps not. As I said, I do not mind biding my time. I know you shall be with me whenever it is possible.

Is there aught else you would tell me, here in your heart?

In that case, you get more petting. "Now why should I tell you everything unprompted, when it's all around for you to see? But if there's something you wish to know or understand...I suppose I could point you to it."

[

He huffs.]

Because you have given me everything! And are I not prompting you? But very well. Is there anywhere you would like me to go or see?

Look you can't just ask that vaguely, at least be specific or it's just cheap!

He laughs. "That's practically the same question. I have given you everything...so what else is there you should know? I feel as if you must know everything. Do I keep secrets from you? Do you not poke and prod everything already? I suppose there must be things, but..."

Just so. If I new what to ask I would already have asked it. Well, it is not as if you will deliberately keep things from me so I suppose it hardly matters.

He considers it for a moment.

"I suppose you enjoy my weaknesses and desires, hm...?"

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