♥ → [ Forty One ]

[antiakuma]

[ With a abrupt whirling of a white cloak and a flash of silver, Allen lands suddenly upon the ground, feet digging down into the dirt to stop himself from falling forward before lifting his head and glaring forward, right hand grasping tightly to the grip of the hilt of his sword ]

The Akuma... Where did it--?

[ Blinking a few times, he stands

Comments

[notrlyjesus]

You sound lost too. Let me guess, you're from the future, Allen? And it's been a while since you were here?

I can promise you...you were here yesterday.

[1/2]

[antiakuma]

I remember you.. Se... Setsuna, isn't it?

[2/2]

[antiakuma]

Yes. I remember you.

It seems the City still up to its old tricks, that is both troubling and a relief. Has it really only been a day? It feel like almost six years.

[notrlyjesus]

You better remember my name.

But yeah, it's me. And you know the City. It likes to screw with our heads. Is your future a good one, at least?

[toughlovedeity]

...Walker?

[antiakuma]

Fou? You're here too? How long have you been here? Or... have you not left?

[toughlovedeity]

No, actually, I haven't left here once. And you just got back, too, I think.

...
Wait. How old are you?

[antiakuma]

...really? Is this some kind of paradox, then? Or just the City playing around as I recall it doing before.

And... I'm around twenty two. Give or take. Why?

[againstgod]

Allen Walker.

[1/2]

[antiakuma]

Hmm?

[2/2]

[antiakuma]

...I know you, also. I could never forget one such as you.

Alexiel. How are you?

[againstgod]

You have survived grown.

Well enough.

[to_sublimate]

Oi.

[1/2]

[antiakuma]

Kanda?

[2/2]

[antiakuma]

You're here as well, I see.

Apparently, this is either the City getting time crossed over or an interesting curse.

Care to put a bet on which it may be?

[to_sublimate]

Tch, still the same annoying one as ever.

It's just a curse; it's happening everywhere.