[Dream 001]
He opens his eyes and takes in the surroundings, only slightly surprised to see the hallway leading to his mother's room. There is a trail of blood, bright against the blonde wood. He knows that if he opens the sliding door, he will see his younger self and his mother in the garden.
He's had this dream before.
Suddenly, he's outside just in time to catch him stab his mother through the heart.
He watches the scene impassively, listening to the conversation he has memorized, mouthing his words along with his younger self.
"I wonder who will kill me," his younger self muses as he takes his mother's hand.
Setsuka smiles up at him. "Someone that you love most."
The younger Seishirou scoffs. "I won't love anyone. You should know that best since I was born from you."
He watches as his mother turns away from his younger self and smiles at him. Seishirou smiles back.
When he opens his eyes, he is back in his room. "You were quite right, Mother," he says into the quiet.
He's had this dream before.
Suddenly, he's outside just in time to catch him stab his mother through the heart.
He watches the scene impassively, listening to the conversation he has memorized, mouthing his words along with his younger self.
"I wonder who will kill me," his younger self muses as he takes his mother's hand.
Setsuka smiles up at him. "Someone that you love most."
The younger Seishirou scoffs. "I won't love anyone. You should know that best since I was born from you."
He watches as his mother turns away from his younger self and smiles at him. Seishirou smiles back.
When he opens his eyes, he is back in his room. "You were quite right, Mother," he says into the quiet.