[ 14 ] nightmares.
Dead. They're all dead: everybody he's ever remembered caring about. Everybody, from the people in his memories to the people here in Memento Eden. Each of them killed in a different way.
(Over there, that's Hibari's body, see? Beaten to death... there aren't many cuts, but there are bruises. Something that looks like a head injury... his body is twisting in all the wrong ways. His bones are shattered to bits.
And that's Tsuna. The person he'd always looked up to, lacerations marring his body. The blood is still warm... his face - his corpse's face - has an expression of fear on it. He looks so pitiful...
Nodoka's body is there, too. From a distance, she looks normal, peaceful. As he nears, he sees the cut traveling down her neck and across, digging into her back. Blood stains the back of her clothing.)
He falls to his knees and drops the dagger in his hand. The weapon shines bright, even through the coatings of blood on it.
... He has not a single injury to speak of, and he can't remember what happened. 'I... I did this,' he thinks, horrified
. 'I did this and I couldn't stop it, I couldn't stop this from happening...'
The wind blows in his ear, carrying a faintly sinster laugh to him. He finds that he feels no anger, no malice... he only feels sadness, and where there is no melancholy, there is just emptiness.
'Useless. I'm so useless. I...
It's my fault, isn't it? I couldn't...'
There are no tears, just regret. As if the sky sensed this irony, the dark clouds overhead broke and the rain began. The blood washed into a river, flowing to god-knows-where.
He feels like he's going to be sick. The blade that he'd used to take so many of his friends' lives taunts him from his side.
To take it, and have some use in the world...
... to leave it, and feel that much less guilty about it...
He picks it up. (He hears that laugh again. "Oh, little ranking prince~ Oh, silly Fuuta-kun~")
'It's not going to happen again. It's not.
It can't. It can't, it can't, it can't.'
[[ Fuuta's nightmare world: a place where his loved ones are dead and he's rendered helpless and useless. Friends/etc., he will deny your existance. May or may not try and kill you. Ignoring most other people. 2% spent for the rest of the Kokuyou arc. ]]
(Over there, that's Hibari's body, see? Beaten to death... there aren't many cuts, but there are bruises. Something that looks like a head injury... his body is twisting in all the wrong ways. His bones are shattered to bits.
And that's Tsuna. The person he'd always looked up to, lacerations marring his body. The blood is still warm... his face - his corpse's face - has an expression of fear on it. He looks so pitiful...
Nodoka's body is there, too. From a distance, she looks normal, peaceful. As he nears, he sees the cut traveling down her neck and across, digging into her back. Blood stains the back of her clothing.)
He falls to his knees and drops the dagger in his hand. The weapon shines bright, even through the coatings of blood on it.
... He has not a single injury to speak of, and he can't remember what happened. 'I... I did this,' he thinks, horrified
. 'I did this and I couldn't stop it, I couldn't stop this from happening...'
The wind blows in his ear, carrying a faintly sinster laugh to him. He finds that he feels no anger, no malice... he only feels sadness, and where there is no melancholy, there is just emptiness.
'Useless. I'm so useless. I...
It's my fault, isn't it? I couldn't...'
There are no tears, just regret. As if the sky sensed this irony, the dark clouds overhead broke and the rain began. The blood washed into a river, flowing to god-knows-where.
He feels like he's going to be sick. The blade that he'd used to take so many of his friends' lives taunts him from his side.
To take it, and have some use in the world...
... to leave it, and feel that much less guilty about it...
He picks it up. (He hears that laugh again. "Oh, little ranking prince~ Oh, silly Fuuta-kun~")
'It's not going to happen again. It's not.
It can't. It can't, it can't, it can't.'
[[ Fuuta's nightmare world: a place where his loved ones are dead and he's rendered helpless and useless. Friends/etc., he will deny your existance. May or may not try and kill you. Ignoring most other people. 2% spent for the rest of the Kokuyou arc. ]]