idolpro | TEMPTATION OF ANGELS, which is named KHRYSAOR: A Heart Game (I)

[Give him a sec to catch his breath,]

What the fuck.

Bit of a rude awakening, or—

...what was that?

Fuck if I know.

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I'm—not sure.

[ which are words that don't come easily to her, so you know it's true. ]

It was like being—

...shattered. Not cut.

Yeah. It was bullshit.

Is that "bullshit" as in "it sucked" or as in "I don't believe it"?

As in it sucked.

...whatever it was, I felt it, too.

...Hellfire's a sword, isn't she?

Yeah.

...you think it was a memory?

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Did... did you feel it too?

Yeah. Some kind of bullshit blacksmith thing.

Blacksmith... right.

[Right.]

Hellfire...

You think this is...?

I'm not sure, but... I can't think of anyone else who'd know what that feeling is like so vividly.

Yeah. That makes sense.

[A beat]

How the fuck are we even here? There's no game going on.

I don't know. It happened so suddenly...

But if something is going on with Hellfire, then we have to help.

Mm. We'd probably better look around.

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Welcome home!!!

With the admittedly notable exception of the various flowers, everything here looks pretty much just as you left it, and the smell from the kitchen seems to be one of Silk's curries.

[Heading over to inspect the flowers...?]

[Did someone plant something...?]

The stream with its lotuses looks honestly extremely well-established: these look like plants that have been growing for years (never mind that that's longer than BAD END itself has existed), with lush leaves and a proliferation of pink-veined flowers on tall, gently swaying stems.

In contrast, the wild roses seem much newer: sure, they're growing wildly, but on closer inspection you can see places where they've recently ripped through upholstery and even overturned a table lamp in what must have been an explosion of new growth.
But hey, they're rather lovely.

Do you do anything to any of the flowers?

[Fuck yes he does!!]

[Roses don't get to wreck the gd dorm!!!]

[He is going to grab a handful and try to haul them out by the roots]

Well, they're covered in pinprick thorns so that kind of hurts, but it's whatever; you've certainly had way worse.

The thorns dig into your palms, and as you begin to pull, though, you feel it:

You are different—something that has never fit in. But has anyone here in this new Familia really fit in? You wouldn't be Familia BAD END if you had.

So why is that now you feel.... longing?

There's still that distance between you and them, after all—and for the first time, you have reason to wonder at what you have been missing...

[He hesitates - frowns, deeply, and lets go of the thorny vines]

You don't have to feel left out. Like you said, none of us fit in more than any of the others.

The roses sway as you release them, but do not answer.
You can recognize them fully now, though: Wild Rose, Key of Something Different.

Caring about "difference" at all, though... that's the sort of thing you can only feel if your difference matters; if it is part of the story of you finding your place in the world.

...still.

It's bullshit, thinking you don't belong. Even if you're not sure of your place anywhere else, you have a place here.