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Tsukiakari's Ideal world
[ When you come to, you find yourself inside some sort of theater. There are no seats, but the stage in front of you is lit up. Though the background that’s been put there is most definitely fake, the light of the moon, the movement of the trees and the petals scattered in the wind seem incredibly real, so much so that it’s easy to question whether it truly is background or not.
You feel sleepy, still, but you’ve been slumbering for far too long and something inside you is telling you to get up. Go out. You have to wake up. There are tears running down your face, but you might be too distracted to notice them, because soon enough you hear music coming from somewhere.
For a moment, at the center of the stage you can see a shadowy figure dancing under the moonlight. As it fades away, unmistakable, you can hear Tsukiakari’s narrating voice. ]
"You were born with a face fairer than any other.
You were divinely created, but you were cast aside like worthless dross."
"You are a failure. Too fragile to be a tool or a human. But this is a story after all, and you’re the one who will choose the way it unfolds. Write it all from scratch or stick to the script - it's up to you after all."
You feel sleepy, still, but you’ve been slumbering for far too long and something inside you is telling you to get up. Go out. You have to wake up. There are tears running down your face, but you might be too distracted to notice them, because soon enough you hear music coming from somewhere.
For a moment, at the center of the stage you can see a shadowy figure dancing under the moonlight. As it fades away, unmistakable, you can hear Tsukiakari’s narrating voice. ]
You were divinely created, but you were cast aside like worthless dross."
"You are a failure. Too fragile to be a tool or a human. But this is a story after all, and you’re the one who will choose the way it unfolds. Write it all from scratch or stick to the script - it's up to you after all."
Re: Tatarasuna
[He can't help but bring a hand to his face and chuckle at the last part.]
You are entirely too late for that. You are already loved by multiple people. Some in small ways. Some in large. Some dead. Some still breathing. Certainly not loved in the ways grand tales tell of it. Not as pure. Not as selfless. But it is there nonetheless.
Perhaps it is time to get off the stage where everything glitters in perfection.
Re: Tatarasuna
And is love really worth it when it's going to disappear sooner or later?
Re: Tatarasuna
[He kneels down in front of him and takes his hands.]
You'll find the answer the same to both questions. To love. To both receive and give it. To bask in its warmth. Even if it is fragile and fleeting. Yes, it is worth it.
[He kisses the back of one of his hands.]
And you are loved. By myself. By Tartaglia most of all. By Katsuragi. And I'm sure there are others.
Re: Tatarasuna
When I killed my creator she didn't override my personality. She could have exerted control over me at any time, and just like that I would no longer be myself. I would have been just her vessel.
But she didn't.
She said she was sorry.
Re: Tatarasuna
[He pulls him into a hug and rests his chin on his shoulder.]
Re: Tatarasuna
[ He will hug him back once again, only this time it's impressive because it is really him and not a role ]
... But thank you.
Re: Tatarasuna
[He stands.]
And in case you were not aware this is a game of the Production. Would you like to leave?
Re: Tatarasuna
Can I remove everyone's memories?
Re: Tatarasuna
[He sighs.]
It must be voluntary, so I cannot speak for others. But I would allow it only because I am fond of you.
Re: Tatarasuna
[ and with that, he'll offer him his hand ]
Let's go.
Re: Tatarasuna
[Yes, he's being obtuse on purpose.]
Re: Tatarasuna
Re: Tatarasuna
Please. You wouldn't have back problem in your ideal illusion.
[And he doesn't want to walk, so if ideal world magic will let him, he'll just teleport them both out.
He's keeping the doll though.]
Re: Tatarasuna