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Over time, Jotaro had managed to learn that both he and the Shinigami had much in common. There were still some things that they had differences in, like: Tsuzuki had a major sweet tooth, the Joestsr was not very big on sweets. Their age differences; the other man would have been well into old age by this point, and here Jotaro was in his mid-40's. The things they had in common? Really fucked up minds because of trauma. And they simply understood one another. While the brunette was the more talkative of the two, they still hadn't needed to say much to one another for them to get what was happening. The Joestar also happened to notice just how close they were getting, and that scared him more than anything. He was well aware of his track record with people, but the Shinigami had been...different. He was kind, accepting, and willing to give. But he'd also been completely broken by a man that Jotaro still wanted to throat punch and end with his own hands. No one had deserved to go through what either of them had gone through, much less the torment that his companion had been subject to.

Jotaro had one of his own spiraling days. One of those days where everything in his head had become too much to bear, too much to push back. He didn't want the other seeing him in such a state so he did the best thing he could do; pull back and hide. The raven haired stand user was standing outside of a hotel room, the balcony being a safe spot for him to catch a breath and work through his thoughts. The itching need for a cigarette rising, though there wasn't a store close enough and he didn't want to break that streak. Footsteps sounded from behind, a gentle touch placed to his bicep pulled the man from his thoughts. A confused look upon his features as he faced Tsuzuki, teals searching the other man's face. Why was he out here? Had Jotaro done something wrong again? Not seeing any signs that the Shinigami was upset with him, the Joestar hesitantly raised a hand to grasp the one upon his arm. "You shouldn't be out here." He spoke up, giving a gentle squeeze to the hand before pulling his own away. There was a risk in letting the other into his mind, one he wasn't willing to take for fear of losing the other. It was only fair he keep the other man at a distance, wasn't it? Like he had always fonr to everyone else in his life. So then; why was he not pushing more for Tsuzuki to go back inside? "You really...don't want to be near me right now." Jotaro murmured, a tremble running through him.

Hearing that statement; 'I let my actions speak for themselves,' that had certainly made the Joestar look back at the Shinigami in surprise. Tsuzuki had wanted to be near him, to offer a comfort that neither one had been offered much of in the past. Taking a deep breath his hand raised again to grasp the other man's, gently pulling it from his arm only to hold it between two larger hands. "Is...Is this okay?"

Realization  over  their  common  point  has  been  a  step  who  mostly  generated  an  deep  fondness,  each  time  he  was  recalling  their  mutual  situation.  Something  who  also  created  further  awareness  about  how,  silently,  he  came  to  catch  up  …  feelings.  Emotions  he  wanted  to  lose  himself  in,  but  at  the  same  time,  doing  what  was  necessary  mentally  to  not  feel  like  he  was  entering  a  forbidden  space  and  crossing  a  line  he  shouldn't.  Opening  Pandora's  box,  whether  abruptly  or  gently,  could  reduce  the  hope  inside,  and  he  didn't  want  to  ruin  his  relationship  with  him  by  imposing  emotions  he  probably  didn't  feel.  Nothing  would  really  be  the  same  when  everything  will be  said  clearly,  huh  ?  Almost,  he  could  have  been  ready  to  bring  up  his  past  relationship  with  Tatsumi-san  over  that  point  ---  once  admitted,  these  emotions  would  have  to  been  embraced  and  assumed  in  one  way  or  another,  and  from  his  own  traumatic  memories,  it  would  be  an  matter  of  time  until  his  behavior  causes  …  weariness.  Well,  he  was  scared  it  might  be  the  case  once  more,  that  for  sure.  Hisoka-kun  presence  remind  him  always  it  wasn't  going  to  be  what  going  to  happens,  that  no  matter  how  he  could  feel  down  or  not  feeling  at  best  mentally,  he  was  going  to  be  rejected  on  the  second.  There  was  that  trust  if  someday  he  needed  distance  from  him,  for  whatever  reason,  it  wouldn't  mean  it  has  been  something  he  caused.  Concerning  feelings  topic,  his  brain  turned  inside  an  intensive  mess,  in  which  acompagnied  fear  to  not  be  enough  or  be  reduced  to  an  single  body  tourmented  his  brain.  He  just  became  …  attached  …  in  an  manner  he  didn't  wanted  to  explain  himself.  He  wanted  Jotaro-kun  to  be  happy  on  his  presence,  to  be  happy  in  general,  to  embracing  his  life  as  he  should  be  …  the  longer  he  could  …  the  longer  his  presence  in  return  will  not  be  some  kind  of  annoyance.  A  long  time  ago,  evolution  concerning  Hisoka-kun  and  Hijiri-kun  relationship  who  became  close,  who  wished  to  remain  together  no  matter  how  usually  Shinigami  laws  worked,  has  been  making  him  temporary  wish  to  touch  same  happiness  of  Hisoka-kun.  In  which,  actually,  he  perceived  Pandora's  box  been  exposed  when  poor  Hijiri-kun  trapped  in  middle  of  the  Witch  of  Illusions  business  defended  Hisoka-kun  getting  another  time  martyrized.  An  working  partner  who  had  to  realize  he  had  feelings,  and  admit  them  publicly,  after  becoming  seriously  offended  by  seductive  attempts  of  a  kid wishing oral confirmation.

Oldest  antecedent  of  a  relationship  he  had  had  had  been  Tatsumi-san,  in  which  his  dark  thoughts  had  been  too  much,  and  his  guilt  as  a  Shinigami  had  pushed  him  to  remain  distant,  where  everything  that  had  happened  remained  behind  him.  Otherwise,  there  was  Muraki.  He  didn't  even  wanted  to  bouce  back  mentally  over  the  second  point.  He  had  lost  all  hope  of  ever  being  wanted,  having  known  a  man  who  had  indeed  wanted  him,  physically,  sexually,  fully  ---  but  not  in  sweetest  of  final  objectives,  which  had  almost  pushed  him  to  want  to  disappear.  Compared  to  Hisoka-kun  who  was  young  but  could  compromise  all  the  seriousness  of  his  work,  he  carried  the  weight  of  his  job  and  his  identity  as  a  Shinigami.  He  might  looking  young,  but  he  had  been  in  this  job  for  a  long  time,  and  remained  semblance  of  an  adult,  because  without  Hisoka-kun,  little  administrative  things  would  be  difficult  to  sort  out.  He  had  only  told  himself  that  if  he  could  weaken  the  weight  of  Jotaru-kun's  traumas  for  a  single  moment,  that  he  could  feel  more  free  from  all  the  pressure  he  had  experienced,  that  he  could  touch  something  else  from  what  he  had  experienced,  he  would  have  served  some  purpose.  Focusing  on  that  kept  him  from  wanting  to  ask  for  more  than  he  could  afford  to  receive,  or  from  subjecting  him  to  the  imposition  of  unsolicited  emotions.  He  even  tried  avoid  his  depressive  phases  to  be  oppressive.

Long  experience  he  had  with  Hisoka-kun,  especially  afterwards  the  Witch  of  Illusions,  made  him  immediately  alert  whenever  something  was  wrong.  He  personally  avoided  showing  all  the  distress  of  the  days  when  he  wasn't  well,  contenting  himself  with  remaining  in  his  thoughts  and  remaining  a  little  distant,  but  without  giving  the  impression  that  it  had  been  his  fault.  After  suffering  from  a  mirror  continually  reflecting  his  own  behavior,  any  sign  was  looked  at  carefully,  seeking  the  middle  ground  for  action.  Hence,  automatically,  he  wanted  to  show  he  was  here.  Automatically,  he  wanted  bring  that  natural  reassurance  in  which  these  darkest  thoughts  would  be  away,  limiting  about  what  he  could  confess  concerning  concerned  feelings  he  had.  He  had  been  lucky  to  have  come  across  such  a  compassionate  person  who  wanted  to  provide  justice  similar  to  that  of  his  working  partner,  who  didn't  hold  it  against  him  for  being  who  he  was,  and  who  didn't  carry  any  additional  guilt  for  being  a  Shinigami.  It  was  something  he  could  try  to  thank  him  for  day  after  day.  During  that  time,  since  he  was  pretty  much  reading  something  to  keep  up  to  date,  his  attention  was  fixed  on  him  when  he  went  to  take  refuge  on  the  balcony,  although  he  waited  a  few  seconds  before  advancing  a  little  closer.  He  was  used  to  this  situation  and  intended  to  give  him  time  to  decide  whether  he  wanted  to  explain  himself  or  not.  He  wanted  to  avoid  getting  the  wrong  idea  and  being  disappointed.  Despite  a  desire  to  imagine  that  he  would  take  the  news  in  a  good  light,  his  heart  already  shattered  by  Muraki  was  in  danger  of  collapsing  before  the  other  blow  imposed  on  a  brutally  broken  glass.  The  Witch  of  Illusions  witch  had  pushed  him  to  his  emotional  limit,  it  was  only  a  matter  of  time  before  all  his  illusions  would  shatter,  and  he  would  suffer  same  degrading  fate  as  Lelouch.  Compassionate  expression  was  offered  in  return,  in  which  purple  eyes  just  desired  to  making  him  better.  He  sensed  his  other  hand  into  his,  which  generated  an  smile,  though  there  was  that  fragment  of  instant  he  expected  him  to  push  that  away  ---  ❝  Why  shouldn't  I  ?  ❞  He  asked  gently,  in  which  there  was  an  passing  emotion  going  though  his  eyes  to  having  actually  that  hand  away.  It  was  an  question  without  been  an  question,  as  proximity  of  his  presence  could  be  warm  to  him.  Heaviness  concerning  Jotaro-kun  thoughts,  he  could  understand  that,  nevertheless,  if  he  had  no  clue  about  what  going  on  inside  his  brain,  he  was  limited  to  appease  him  physically  as  he  could.  ❝  Why  shouldn't  I ?  ❞  He  repeated  again,  with  same  patience  he  experienced  with  Hisoka-kun.  ❝  My  hands  can  soothe  all  darkness  you  feel  right  now,  if  you  are  willing  to  accept  them  …  ❞  Another  manner  to  showing  he  was  here.

Which  he  has  made  far  more  obvious  by  expressing  that  following  sentence,  in  which  he  noticed  surprise  back.  Did  it  has  been  so  bad  of  him,  to  wanting  to  reassure  him  at  the  moment  he  was  crumbling  inside  his  head  ?  He  would  have  wanted  someone  here  if  this  was  for  his  personal  case,  he  searched  to  thoughtfully  perceiving  circumstances  in  an  bright  side.  If  Jotaro-kun  let  him  in,  inside  his  own  mind,  inside  his  own  soul,  he  would  doing  his  best  for  removing  darkness  he  was  victim  of,  and  bring  all  brigtness  he  could  ---  only  if  he  wanted  to  let  him  in.  Perceiving  understanding  and  sort  of  thanking  towards  desired  support,  meanwhile  his  hands  returned  into  his,  in  which  he  sensed  himself  blushed  a  little,  that  time  around,  there  was  no  immediate  trembling  from  his  hand.  He  wanted  instead  oppossing  tremor  stop.  It  would  never  be  like  Muraki  coming  from  his  hands,  to  whom  softness  was  indeed  first  emotion  he  felt.  He  nodded,  to  which  same  hand  trapped  in  his  sought  to  bring  desired  comfort  in  a  perceptible  innocence.  ❝  Your  touch  is  constantly  gentle,  and  you  need  it  more  than  I  do  right  now  ...  if  I can.  ❞

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Amusing  laugh  welcomed  his  expression.  Yeah,  this  was  an  understanding  sentence.  Indeed,  this  was  totally  understandable  ---  Ah,  he  would  have  so  many  horrible  memories  to  share  about  how,  himself,  a  long  time  ago,  would  be  the  last  person  to  even  imagining  MAGIC  existed.  Nah,  it  was  belonging  to  another  realm  of  the  pop  culture,  of  some  fairytales  written  on  a  book  …  how  he  could  have  imagined  he  would  be  trapped  with  a  witch  for  whole  eternity  ?  How  he  could  have  imagined  he  would  fight  another  witch  across  so  many  games  ?  How  he  could  have  imagined  he  would  have  becoming  a  witch  himself  ?  Nevertheless,  as  much  confession  was  made,  having  another  manner  to  express  it  than  heartless  manner  of  Furudo  Erika  embraced  his  heart  of  brightfulness  and  literal  joy.  It  was  nice  ---  not  having  someone  that  doesn't  believe  in  it  that  remained  still  polite,  and  not  act  badly  at  the  second.  It  was  nice  to  be  understood.  Sadly,  he  was  belonging  to  an  realm  in  which  the  existence  of  magic  had  to  be  understood.  Purgatory's  magic  was  something  that  needed  to  be  experienced.  It  has  the  advantages  of  have  no  barrier  about  who  could  experienced  it,  it  remained  someone's journey discovering themselves.

❝   It's  an  mystery  you  can  explore  during  your  free  time  if  you  want.  ❞

It  was  single  sentence  he  could  expressing  instead.  As  an  titled  witch,  there  was  that  impossibility  to  explain  what  was  the  magic  he  was  speaking  about.  Nevertheless,  clarity  of  the  confession  generated  an  comfort  he  needed.  There  was  another  laugh  concerning  that  …  detail,  funny  one.  ❝   An  Golden  Sorcerer  shouldn't  be  worried  that  much  about  money,  after  all.  ❞  He  mused  with  deep  playfulness,  as  he  returned  inside  that  joyful  expression  and  dropped  previous  seriousness.  ❝   Magic's  utility,  another  time  ~  ❞  For  this  one,  since  he  remained  deeply  in  denial  about  his  current  connection,  he  could  bring  the  reference.  ❝   Besides,  I  have  an  big  supporter  behind  my  back~  ❞  Here,  some  additional  reassurance,  without  naming  actual  God  of  the  Underworld.  ❝   I  appreciate  the  concerns  though  but  I'm  sure  my  supporter  would  make  it  easier  ~  ❞  He  grinned  at  that  last  sentence.  As  much  their  conversation  started  well  and  that  he  enjoyed  it,  he  understood  duty  coming  back  to  him  ---  ❝   I'll  be  careful.  ❞  He  reassured.  Ah,  he  shouldn't  be  worried  only  about  the  outfit.  His  whole  being  was  pure  magic  to  begin  with,  though  less  than  how  the  Golden  Witch  was,  herself  who  was  less  about  the  purity  handled  by  the  Witch  of  Illusions.  Though,  he  was  lucky.  His  chessboard  showed  he  was  an  heavier  anti-magic  shield,  hence  he  shouldn't  be  worried  to  having  another  barrier,  since,  once  more,  one  paradox  would  guarantee  his  existence.  ❝   I  understand.  It  has  been  good  talking  to  you.  Hope  doing  that  soon.  ❞  He  thanked  in  same  playfulness  he  has  been  welcomed  in  the  beginning.  ❝   I  wish  you  a  great  pirate  hunt,  and  you  have  my  support.  With  any  luck,  you'll  stumble  upon  some  treasure  for  meeting  me  ~  ❞

"I wouldn't know. I don't understand magic at all."

In fact it was only the emperor the mikado own being that allowed his ship to run without steam or anysort of external power. to run forever and ever, but he knows for a fact that it wasn't magic because it was expained to him in a letter and some help. so it wasnt' magic, but magic itself was a mystery to him. One that he hardly ever goes to because magic, is something just not meant for him at all. After all, what point is there at his age to learn magic? But he suppose the other sorcerer, the golden sorcerer would understand if things went as well as they should. He assumed, and got mistaken. its not something he would lose sleep over.

"if you will stay here for some time... don't tell me you brought your entire fortune here? I'm not sure on the money you have bought.. "

"Well, I just have to say be careful. We have some anti magic zones around the city just in case of a invasion and sometimes they negate magic. sometimes. if your whole outfit is magic..."

"Bah!"

"I wish you luck on vacation! I... have to go soon. My tour in the waters is starting soon and I'll be there for a few weeks to safeguard the sea."

One of his duties is often, being far away from home. But his wife understood the assignment, that he had multiple loves. her and the sea, and most important his daughter. He could not live without them, and while his wife was from the capital, she understood very well his position as the owlo of the seas as well ..

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❝ In what ways? ❞ Akira responded. Grin spreading on his face. beneath the mask he was a completely different person. Slightly more aggressive than his normal self. Making a whole persona.

❝ Just why should I believe you? No one has ever helped me before. Personally, I don't think I need help. We've got it covered. ❞

That  dimension  he  stepped  into  was  different  of  C’s  world:  people’s  consciousness  was  something  that  could  be  perceived,  in  which  their  alterations  were  something  that  could  been  talked  with,  experienced,  discovered  ---  Meanwhile,  that  dimension  seemed  to  share  possibilities  of  closed  spheres  spaces  in  same  manner  than  the  Meta  world.  Oh,  of  course,  it  wasn’t  exactly  his  first  time  down  there.  However,  it  seemed  coming  back  sharpened  first  introductions  he  did  a  long  time  ago,  in  which  another  level  of  confidence  was  presented  instead.  Although  regardless  inside  the  outside  world  of  that  Japan,  he  would  be  pretending  to  be  a  harmless  student,  wasn’t  he  allowed  to  embracing  himself  within  his  true  self?  Didn’t  this  world  request  a  revolution’s  gear?  ❝  Someone  having  experience  concerning  other  dimensions.  Someone  having  experience  with  higher  dimensions,  watching  my  back  as  a  shadow.  ❞   Towards  grin  he  received,  he  offered  another  one  in  return.  ❝  Oh,  cautious,  are  you?  Worried  that  I  might  oppose  you?  No,  no,  you  can  say  my  presence  is  another  answer  of  revolution’s  sound,  when  the  world  could  be  changed  into  something  better  ---  and  I’m  sure  you  believe  in  such  faith,  aren’t  you?  Strange  way  to  express  yourself,  handle  it  yourself,  and  yet  exposing  an  we  as  there  are  other  allies  with  you,  mh?  ❞

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Compliment, was, of course appreciated. In same manner there was an appreciation in middle of her features to be perceived to begin with --- Rarely her appareance was exposed to the world. Herself didn't wished it, in which every one of her entrances needed to be controlled, perfectly worked upon, even if she would be an simple visitor entering inside another chessboard, rediscovering long term travels among space and time of another herself, in which legacy she represented could take many forms. Afterwards understanding an paradox concerning herself, naturally, she was inclined to always exposing reflection inside her manner to talk, regardless if she could allowing herself couple of difference by now. If this wasn't possible, oh, poor, poor, poor, poor Battler that would so shocked of himself and what he has been magnificently doing in middle of these past moments ! ❝ Orthodox, right ? ❞ Inside an brightful sentence, the Japanese norm were respected, as there was consciousness everything about her was orthodox --- her golden hair, her style of dress as he expressed, her name and even the amusing Italian origin she would bring up time to time. It was interesting when there was someone holding something else coming from Italy too, though coming from another country altogether considering that man --- in which she looked forwards the screamings of Ushiromiya Battler once he would understanding that implication Hades presence confirmed greatly ! ❝ Something elegant and quite normal for someone living between dimensions isn't it, for an untouchable witch ? How wonderful that eyes of yours can see me~ ❞

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One of the few days where the two had a moment to relax. Jotaro had decided to bake ( something his mother instilled this knowledge in him ) making Gingerbread cookies. It took an hour or so but here they were; having just finished decorating the cookies, Jotaro watched as his companion had picked one up and took a bite. This is where he would learn of Tsuzuki's desire for sweets. "H-Hey!" The Joestar reached out, gently grasping the other man's wrist "At least have dinner before you spoil your appetite with sweets." The idiot, but he did adore this man wholly.

Any  relaxing  time  he  might  have  often  involves  gorging  himself  ----  he  would  forever  remember  the  day  he  met  him  while  he  was  searching  for  a  cake  that  would  take  his  dark  thoughts  away.  If  he  was  an  better  cook,  he  would  have  volunteered  to  make  some  cookies  himself,  but  for  all  of  Hijiri-kun's  willingness  to  trust  him  in  the  kitchen,  everything  he  made  was  just  unpalatable  !  It  wasn't  for  lack  of  having  made  so  much  effort  in  the  field.  As  a  result,  he  had  observed  him  with  wonder,  trying  to  see  how  it  was  done  theoretically,  trying  to  understand  where  the  errors  of  the  failed  attempts  came  from.  It  made  him  hungry,  that  a  childish  expression  had  betrayed  his  face  after  a  while,  waiting  for  the  right  moment  when  he  could  eat  some.  In  these  conditions,  his  salary  wouldn't  go  into  a  stomach  that  constantly  needed  to  be  filled  with  cakes.  Fact  it  was  for  Chritmas  ?  Information  simply  dissolved  of  his  mind.  He  didn't  remember  the  last  time  he  actually  participate  on  that  holiday  ---  knowing  that  gifts  from  a  Shinigami  could  have  been  terribly  complicated,  and  that  he  preferred  to  avoid  immense  debt  he  had  towards  the  Count  !  By  the  moment  the  last  decoration  was  made,  tempted  hands  didn't  hesitated  to  rushing  over  one  of  the  cookies.  The  taste  was  wonderful  !  Did  he  ever  tasted  it  before  ?  He  didn't  know.  Immediate  reaction  he  received  giving  him  immediate  big  pleading  eyes,  in  which  his  hands  of  his  wrist  simply  inscreased  his  impression  he  was  giving  him,  showing  big  tearful  purple  eyes.  ❝  I  want  to  eat  one  please,  please,  please.  I'll  be  good  at  dinner,  promise  !  ❞   One  comment  wanted  to  be  exposed,  more  like  wasn't  it  the  dinner  already,  since  considering  his  nature,  eating  was  an  good  old  human  habit  in  which  enjoyed  taste  of  the  food.  He  wasn't  sorry  for  childish  innocence  he  revealed  for  negotiating  for  one  fragment  at  all  cost.

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He didn't have the skills for that. His mental ability to embracing how circumstances could be stopped at the notion of current Greek God of the Underworld body was an vessel. Otherwise ? No kind of experience within that domain. No knoweldge. Nothing. Maybe he facing himself with one divinity for the short time he had been born, however, he didn't have the additional information, nor any idea of ​​how to manage this kind of domain. Attentive ears came for eventually explain one day to Lelouch vi Britannia all little concerns concerning that world --- that wouldn't leave unanswered, regardless if no immediate reaction might came --- in which he would need to write that down somewhere at this point. Accidentally, he didn't have impression anymore it only has been ten minutes he had presented himself. With that good question, he got the context he needed so badly. ❝ Isn't that a bit of a flaw in vessels ? However, if they are people like you and me, they must want to live their own existence and not have some kind of huge destiny imposed on them to carry out before their death or something like that … ❞ He naively expressed. Besides did this Creator God plan his entire future reincarnation if he had abandoned this world and the others he had consciously designed ? How would it be to bring a Creator back beyond his own extinction if he was disinterested in this world ? Besides, he had multiple vessels, so how was that supposed to work ? He was going to merge at some point ? There would be a sacrifice to be made ? His knowledge was limited to a single sentence: Hades-sama reincarnated to have fun differently, roughly speaking. Although a certain attachment to his 18th century vessel, apparently, no one had seen it coming, which had already created an irrecoverable temporal shock. He himself was one of the gears who would confirm this fatality, this physical recognition. Hades-sama had a certain appearance, and to him, Hades-sama looked like the one he had glimpsed --- although Hades-sama came from the 18th century, him from few centuries later, recognizing a certain durability. If he served only as an physical guarantee, of long-term recognition without it causing consequences later, he could be reassured by having met him ! ❝ Isn't burdening for the concerned vessels having that pressure on their shoulders ? ❞

Another moment of confusion passed though his features. Love as key to creating his child ? So beyond failling in love and die, that divinity had a child ? ❝ Wait ? That Creator lowered himself to the mortal status and have a heir somewhere ?! ❞ How he was going to explain complexity of the situation to Wolfram ? Remember everything for remembering where he was and how things were ? Following informations needed yet to be mentally accepted. Fallen angels ? ❝ Alright, so angels exisiting down there … demon lord of sloth ? Are there demons representing the deadly sins here ? ❞ He would slowly accepting the news. Within expressed consideration, it was likewise demons representations from books, he guessed. Well, it would an three culture shock in one go on that one ! At least, Wolfram, regardless term change, should going along with them without asking too much questions --- he wasn't fond on humans to begin with, but for complete another reasons than expected demons. ❝ It'll remind me of Hades-sama so it should be fine. ❞ He admitted with reassurance. Apparently, that SINGLE REMEMBRANCE he wanted NOT TO REMEMBER will be comforting thoughts once it would expose other manners to be a demon. He experienced it with Hades-sama, it can only been fine by now --- maybe he was watching.

A new embarrassed laugh appeared.

❝ I didn't consider Hades-sama to have a savior complex. ❞ Lelouch neither, by the way, since he wanted having various manipulative landscapes in his hands for put his POINT to Hades-sama. ❝ From all the information I've had on the deity in question beyond my primary knowledge, he's more of an observer who loves to confuse as entertainment, and uh, passing messages across in his way. Ah, don't worry, even if he did eventually show up, he'd be too busy arguing with someone to want to proclaim omnipotence. ❞ It was mostly what Lelouch could do on the landscape. ❝ Unfortunately, I don't know him personally, so I imagine he will hear your words, but I can't promise anything. If he finds the place nice, there is no guarantee. ❞ He had shown up in the middle of Japan, so what was he supposed to say ? No entry signs, the gods, they didn't know. Lelouch was more of the type to allow himself to override them on his side. ❝ I was just passing the information along … but if miracles are built into the system, I think someone will work to figure out how it works, and get the machine working again by fixing the malfunction --- only if he shows up. From this perspective, it will seem feasible. ❞

"There are some vessels that live in this current, era. But if they are to actually awaken into their own power is another thing entirely. Some vessels can die before they even gain a fraction of the power they have. the creator god ....I would not say was a careful lord. He craved excitement that he would abandon knowing the future , the events that led to his demise..."

"Love was key to creating his child, but love was also key to lowering himself into a mortal form that could be killed. If a person truly knew the events, it would be one of his fallen angels. In fact one of them lives in this palace. The fallen Angel Deeno, but...he's the demon lord of sloth. He only watches now and never acts. Most likely he will never be seen unless he desires it."

That another equal demon lord was here meant that even if Dagruel were to ever fall, another demon lord would be back up. But Dagruel would never say that he's a free loader, and his only friend right now.

Then something , a thought hit Dagruel.

"Oi , I wouldn't recommend any diving being come into the world, especially if he has a savior complex going on. The creator god is dead but his siblings are still here, hiding but they are almost as powerful as him. I don't want this world to be destroyed but those siblings don't have as much self restraint."

Its only because they discover the notion of love that this world exists. Love is what caused demons to create feelings for the current world, love is what allowed existence to happen. This is the most worked upon planet by the creator after all.

"If anything, this world allows miracles to happen because the creator had induced a system into it. If miracles will happen, it will by the planet own system then outside help."

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@stardstschlar continue from here

His book had been set aside as he shifted to get into the bed, legs slipping easily beneath the blanket. Tsuzuki had been away for the time being, a lead on their case and Jotaro had opted to stay behind to allow the Shinigami a chance to follow said lead. Turning off the light the Joestar had laid on his side, settling into the bed. Eyes closing he took in a breath as he willed his tense body to relax, the worry still nagging at his mind. Just as he was about to drift off the door opened quietly, footsteps padding along the floor. The bed dipping behind him as arms encircled around his middle, hands resting in his larger ones which squeezed in return. "How'd it go?" The words were murmured sleepily, bringing those hands up to rest against his chest.

Interdemined  vaccations  given  by  his  job  wasn't  going  to  last  forever  ---  by  the  time  their  emotional  state  had  stabilized,  of  course  work  would  resume,  beyond  filling  out  some  paperwork  to  justify  a  salary  at  the  end  of  the  month.  Nevertheless,  Chief  Konoe  had  wanted  their  resumption  to  be  redone  slowly  ---  no  matter  what  had  happened  with  the  Witch  of  Illusions,  their  silent  observation  had  remained  with  Hijiri-kun,  although  it  was  more  Hisoka-kun  who  could  transmit  a  report  than  him.  Therefore,  considering  the  current  situation,  expecting  a  few  information  gatherings  here  and  there  in  their  sector,  there  was  nothing  they  could  consider  as  a  major  anomaly.  Well,  if  they  put  aside  that  the  kid  had  repatriated  to  Japan  for  an  indefinite  time,  under  the  supervision  of  Lelouch  this  time,  who  had  negotiated  with  a  certain  Izaya  and  who  had  'settled'  in  the  middle  of  Ikebukuro.  It  was  another  dimension  of  the  underworld,  and  hoped  even  since  he  learned  news  was  avoid  learning  that  the  Witch  of  Illusions  had  given  them  souls.  Tiny  chance  the  main  concerned  enjoying  to  be  inside  the  sector  for  inviting  himself  one  more  time  in  middle  of  Meifu  did  crossed  his  mind,  nevertheless,  apparently,  Izaya-san  handling  the  kid  just  fine,  far  more  distracted  to  corrupt  the  informant  than saying hi again  …

Empathic  hypersensitivity  that  had  awakened  in  Hisoka-kun  hadn't  diminished  despite  many  months  that  had  passed,  even  with  all  of  Hijiri-kun's  support  and  his  own.  He  was  forced  to  take  the  circumstances  gently,  not  wanting  to  risk  his  working  partner's  health.  He  tried  to  take  his  situation  as  if  he  were  a  normal  person  who  found  himself  back  with  his  daily  workload,  and  to  go  home  informing  the  best  of  what  he  could  about  his  day.  He  had  forgotten  over  time,  the  delicacy  that  had  to  be  taken  to  even  take  information  ---  even  if  it  was  only  a  lead,  it  would  take  him  a  few  days  to  explore  it  thoroughly,  hoping  that Muraki  was  out  of  the  picture  (  this  was  rarely  the  case  before,  automatically  he  had  to  take  control  of  his  growing  anxiety  ).  He  had  tried  not  to  delay  too  long  either,  however,  he  had  returned  from  this  mission  emotionally  exhausted.  Having  to  manage  several  emotional  distances  at  once,  in  a  professional  then  personal  setting,  wasn't  something  he  had  been  educated  to  do,  and  therefore  had  to  adapt.  Hence,  his  introduction  had  been  made  in  an  unexpected  hug  by  the  moment  he  was  back,  having  taken  off  his  jacket  however,  where  he  just  wanted  to  relax.  He  had  missed  him.  He  wanted  him  to  be  as  concerned  as  possible  about  what  he  was  doing  as  a  Shinigami  ---  mostly  with  shadow  of  the  kid  who  had  returned  remaining  a  vivid memory  of  all  the  time  he  had  needed  to  emotionally  recover  from  his  time  in  middle  of  the  Ju  Oh  Cho.  ❝   We  were  able  to  get  some  information  during  the  day,  and  nothing  that  would  give  the  impression  that  Muraki  is  responsible,  this  time.  I  haven't  finished  studying  whole  trail,  as  I  suspect  it's  beginning  of  a  long  investigation.  ❞  He  confessed  to  him  what  he  found,  where  an  immediate  blush  appeared  when  his  hands  moved  to  be  placed  on  Jotaro-kun's  heart.  Regarding  the  kid,  since  Lelouch  was  around,  and  he  still  had  option  to  present  himself  in  front  of  Izaya-san,  if  one  day  something  concerned  them,  he  could  ask.  Might  as  well  ask  mortal  underworld  if  the  information  could  be  found  here  ---  especially  in  Jotaro-kun's  case.  It  was  opportunity  to  protect  him  by  using  his  connections.  ❝   I'll  come  more  slowly  next  time~  ❞ He laughed slowly.

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@stardstschlar continue from here

Teals looked to the man across from him, features sporting a laxed expression. How the hell had the brunette figured that out? Love never came naturally to him - not the kind of love they were speaking about; hence his divorce with his now ex wife. He did have a love for his daughter and his mother, a different type of love, he supposed. With a huff leaving him the Joestar simply leaned forward "And, how do you purpose I do that?" He questioned. This wasn't a simple topic at all, in fact, he struggled with it from time to time. The fact of it was: he never felt he deserved such a thing, not even from his own mother. Let alone; a partner. In truth: he was flat out terrified of letting another into his life. His heart was already somewhat fragile - the fights and arguments with his ex were....not exactly calm. He'd already lost someone close to him some years ago. So, here he was, questioning how this was to happen. How did he trust someone so much to do so?

Upon  all  remembrances  that  could  have  showing  up  during  that  moment,  evidently,  it  has  been  Witch  of  Illusions  issue  who,  once  more,  illuminated  his  mind  first.  Months  has  been  passed  towards  pleasant  goal  to  make  one  witch  embracing  love  he  had  been  receiving,  support  who  has  been  offered  by  an  couple  of  Shinigami  who  has  been  forced  to  deal  with  his  presence  but  imposed  good  faith  upon  presented  circumstances  ---  for  something  who  always  end  up  be  rejected.  For  an  love  who  never  has  been  welcomed,  and  in  which  reasons  has  been  made  for  push  it  away,  for  feeling  unworthy  of  it,  and  been  unable  to  make  him  WORTHLY  one  second.  Mentally,  such  memories  were  were  more  telling  than  his  first  hours  as  a  Shinigami  with  a  working  partner.  In  his  mind,  it  was  much  more  demonstrative  than  his  first  romantic  relationship  as  a  Shinigami  that  hadn't  worked  out,  and  the  memory  of  which  still  haunted  him,  and  whose  relationship  with  his  ex  remained  mutually  in  this  affection  towards  the  other.  Without  love,  the  world  was  perceived  in  endless  darkness.  Without  love,  some  things  cannot  be  seen,  of  which  the  eyes  of  the  heart  were  necessary  and  not  that  of  the  mind.  Alois  Trancy  was  unable  to  accept  the  love  that  was  given  to  him,  as  demonstrative  as  it  was,  as  overpowering  as  it  could  be,  it  was  as  if  he  didn't  feel  it  (  he  had  to  admit  that  his  guardians  emotional  resilience  was  something  to  be  admired,  especially  how  elegantly  Lelouch  had  taken  to  his  rejection  when  he'd  run  away  to  go  to  their  place,  incidentally  )  ---  which  in  front  of  two  Shinigami  who  had  been  rejected  and  hadn't  known  the  love  they  should  have  known,  with  a  bonus  of  an  obsessive  desire  of  a  purely  destructive  doctor,  had  left  a  rather  strong  psychological  mark.  He  had  been  so  close  to  this  emptiness  that  he  could  sense  it  trapped  inside  an  gaze, feeling touched by it.

Perhaps  emptiness  within  themselves  wouldn't  close,  and  that  inner  distress  would  remain  there,  waiting  for  it  to  be  closed,  nevertheless  they  wouldn't  feel  the  pain.  Perhaps  some  breaks  might  take  an  eternal  time  to  be  healed.  Nevertheless,  before  the  kid's  experience,  there  had  been  Hisoka,  who  had  learned  little  by  little  to  feel  at  home  within  the  Meifu,  he  who  had  been  rejected  by  his  own  family,  who  had  never  received  the  basic  affection  he  should  have  received.  Hence,  there  was  reassuring  smile  as  expression  searched  to  looking  over  bright  side  of  things,  in  which  an  common  thoughtfulness  passed  though  his  features.  ❝  Bit  by  bit.  ❞   He  invited,  as  he  came  accustomed  to  insist  over  that  sentence  for  make  the  Witch  of  Illusions  accepting  care  coming  from  Lelouch,  paternal  devotion  that  Hades  transmitted  to  him  to  react  as  a  father  (  which  wasn't  given  to  everyone  in  his  personal  opinion  )  in  which  his  perception  would  eventually  change,  removed  of  that  constant  obsession  towards  a  grudge.  Muraki  was  a  good  example  of  an  irredeemable  person  where  finding  even  one  quality  that  wouldn't  be  misused  was  almost  impossible,  but  what  he  had  learned  nevertheless  gave  another  image  of  an  Emperor  who  did  his  best,  who  truly  cared  about  this  kid  as  parent,  and  who  had  never  wished  for  such  a  tragedy  in  which  he  bore  the  crime.  Thinking  of  the  kid  was  almost  like  thinking  of  himself  differently.  ❝  By  putting  love  into  the  things  you  love,  by  putting  love  into  the  people  you  care  about  ---  no  doubt  the  emptiness  will  not  completely  disappear,  but  the  reason  for  that  emptiness  will  slowly  go  away…  without  love,  the  perception  of  the  world  is  this  mass  of  darkness  which  is  a  bottomless  circle  biting  his  own  tail  who  can  devour  us  …  ❞   His  last  sentence  had  been  said  with  thoughtfulness,  conscious  from  his  lips,  he  confessed  he  knew  this  feeling.  ❝  I'm  not  saying  it's  easy,  I'm  also  learning  personally  to  give  love  when  I  can  share  it.  ❞   He  had  a  little  hesitation  on  how  to  express  it.  ❝  It  transforms  someone's  perception,  see  everything  that  is  invisible.  Existence  becomes  sweeter  with  love  …  ❞  

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@stardstschlar requested an cautious sarter

Scope  of  his  possible  interferences  didn't  include  those  of  the  world  of  the  living  ---  as  an  Shinigami,  circumstances  who  concerned  the  mortal  realm  was  out  of  his  reach,  for  be  something  they  shouldn't  have  control  upon.  On  that  thought,  he  would  imposing  an  necessary  they,  as  he  wasn't  the  only  one  involved,  as  the  entire  Ju  Oh  Cho  was  treated  upon  the  question,  and  yet,  presented  circumstances  generated  an  particular  dilemna  concerning  how  the  future  would  be  created  in  the  end  …  when  Hijiri-kun,  met  during  an  mission,  involved  in  middle  of  Shinigami  business  and  ended  up  embraced  by  an  demon's  request,  confessed  to  be  a  little  more  than  his  presented  appareances  …  when  the  name  of  Kamui  Shirou  resonated  within  the  Ju  Oh  Cho  within  worries,  as  the  future  remained  uncertain,  about  which  choice  would  be  pulled,  about  how  world  future  will  be.  If  all  this  were  to  be  insignificant,  there  would  be  no  importance  attached  to  this  fact.  Nevertheless  ---  came  aftewards  stories  of  influence  coming  from  Lelouch  vi  Britannia,  in  which  Hijiri-kun  mostly  overhear  coming  from  his  alternative  father  than  something  else,  and  how,  regardless,  since  he  didn't  involved  within  their  sector  of  Japan,  only  remained  observers  ...

Nevertheless  ---  came  Hades-sama  presence  (  in  which  the  shadow  already  had  been  perceived  by  recent  Muraki  reunions,  in  which  he  would  prefer  avoid  any  kind  of  recollections  concerning  that  detail  ).  Nevertheless  ---  came  the  shadow  of  Hades-sama  becoming  more  and  more  important,  in  which,  without  receiving  details,  they  learn  something  did  happened  with  Lelouch,  which  lead  them  to  having  an  sudden  surprise  visit  of  the  Witch  of  Illusions wanting to discover them .  Nevertheless  ---  came  the  chaos  bring  by  one  witch,  deciding  to  exploring  amusing  realm  of  the  Shinigami,  as  witch  as  he  was,  faced  them  towards  circumstances  of  the  Purgatory  they  would  have  appreciated  not  to  suffer  in  that  most  unkind  manner.  Kazutaka  Muraki  problem  exploded  differently  at  their  face,  as  Alois  Trancy  reflected  an  vengeful  behavior  Hisoka  internalized,  and  in  which  Minase  Hijiri  remained  troubled  by  what  he  decided  to  mentally  pulling  inside  him.  Gratefully  that  kid  never  touched  other  problem  they  were  watched  about  concerning  Kamui,  though,  since  he  was  affiliated  with  Lelouch,  he  guessed  he  would  someday  learn  about  him  …  and  might  giving  them  later  trouble.  The  Ju  Oh  Cho  was  recovering  of  an  unexpected  chaos,  in  which  one  kid  managed  to  broke  emotionally  tourmented  Shinigami.  The  Witch  of  Illusions  did  feat  to  broke  dead  people.  It  was  now  the  reputation  they  had  to  overcome,  besides  to surpassing  how  difficult  had  been  recent  weeks  /  months.  Notion  of  time  truly  dissolved  since  he  had  been  allowed  to  perceiving  another  dimension  he  woudn't  never  be  able  to  touch.  Taking  care  of  his  working  partern  who  had  been  emotionally  tourmented  and  horribly  tempted  inside  one  particular  path  became  his  priority,  beyond  to  desiring  making  sure  Hijiri-kun  was  alright by his best means.

He  had  been  walking  in  the  street  searching  something  good  to  eat,  as  there  was  always  an  certain  stress  who  was  following  down.  The  Witch  of  Illusions  influence  towards  him  awakening  lot  of  various  memories  and  emotions  he  had  managed  so  well  to  push  aside.  An  mixture  of  tiredness,  consciousness  concerning  his  difference  and  not  only  share  likewise  purple  eyes  of  an  Emperor  ---  though  the  kid  never  cared  about  what  causing  him  so  much  suffering  during  the  time  when  he  was  alive  ---  and  he  was  doing  everything  he  could  for  spare  Hisoka-kun  of  worries.  He  wasn't  alright  at  all.  How  could  he  ?  Hadn't  they  babysitting  terror  right  in  middle  of  their  place,  as  their  existence  could  confessing  that  emotion,  and  yet,  sense  something  threatening  might  be  present  ?  Did  Hades-sama  was  watching  them,  regardless  if  he  heard  arrangement  had  been  done  with  Emma-sama  concerning  how  self  invitation  of  that  kid  causing  damages  ?  What  kind  of  irregularities  they  would  have  to  deal  with  ?  What  Kazutaka-san  was  preparing  ?  Thoughtfulness  betrayed  all  around  his  expression,  as  he  was  unable  to  let  that  go.  Still,  as  much  he  was  accoustumed  to  visit  around  the  district,  he  did  catch  up  when  someone  seemed  different  ---  when  he  had  an  inner  thought  at  that.  Afterwards  surviving  the  Witch  of  Illusions  presence,  they  were  ready  to  deal  with  lot  of  things.  Nevertheless,  he  remained  with  distance,  as  recollection  about  who  he  was  stayed  that  painful  reminder.  Hisoka-kun,  within  agreeements,  had  been  allowed  to  receive  some  kind  of  attachement  to  people  from  the  world  of  living,  but  as  oldest  employee  of  the  Ju  Oh  Cho,  there  was  awareness  about  what  that  exception  had  to  be  watched  with  care.  ❝  Did  you  need  something  particular  ?  Are  you  searching  something  ?  ❞  He  requested  in  an  friendly  manner.  ❝  I  don't  think  you're  from  around  here ...  ❞

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"You already do," Persephone says with a soft smile. She's always been inspired by the stories her parents had told her of the goddess she's named after, but Persephone had always been equally inspired by said goddess' husband. And now, knowing that he's real, she's even more inspired.

"Always have, to be honest. And now that I know you actually exist, and aren't just a myth, I'm even more inspired." She truly means her words. She hopes they are helpful to him.

Dwel within an soul's history, when introduction had been made, and in which wish was to remaining supportive, will be something he would eventually exploring. Older as he was, foreknoweldge always had the displeasure to turn boring couple of events or surprises within his way … even if currently, there was an particular attachement towards that human soul, associated to an name who resonated with nostalgia and longing. He didn't doubted how his wife, flattered to have someone else wearing her name and having same associations to remaining incarnation of an bright spring in middle of an cold winter, was currently supporting her at every second --- even if himself couldn't physically perceive her. Now that he had shattered a mask of illusions and trickeries concerning his nature, he desired the beautification of souls like flowers. There will always be a twinning of flowers in which his gaze must be constant, to nourish them and see them bloom in good conditions. Hence, at her remark, he offered an flattered smile, with remnant of attached playfulness, when sadly his old habits stayed regardless no matter how he searched to overcome them. Youth and beauty of his features were something he used with pleasure at every moment.

❝ Inspired at the same time as you see flowers or when you walk in the forest ? Or maybe you have some poems that have given you strength during these long years ? Or maybe you have tried to draw or paint us, beyond your thoughts reflecting honor that you have brought us during all these years~ ❞ These were information he might have, but he preferred to ask, as a polite way of having a conversation. Last examples were … boisterous so to speak. ❝ I am honored to have no mental and intellectual argument to make about my physical presence in this world. Painting my talent in the sky, from experience, will have been taken as an offense to this gentle humanity, although I doubt humanity has retained it in history books. Rome would have been wonderful surrounded by gorgeous paintings of humanity itself. Therefore, if you need advice or further inspiration, I could complete your thoughts. ❞ From his perspective, 18th century Holy Wars going on, to which he was only a visitor inside the 19th to 21st century.

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❝ I need power and I need to be able to swing the tide of this narrative in my favor. We have to succeed or else humanity will fail. There can be no failure. I will need help from you and everyone else I can find to back me up here. ❞

He's counting on Lelouch's help and influence.

Amusement  pictured  within  his  features.  Compared  to  the  first  time  when  he  had  showing  up  in  middle  of  this  Japan,  there  was  an  assumed  associated  confidence  concerning  possible  influence  that  could  be  done  within  agreement  of  the  players.  Swing  tide  of  the  narrative  of  his  favor  was  something  he  was  known  for,  in  which  the  Purgatory  wouldn’t  probably  never  leave  him  alone  concerning  what  he’s  done  ---  when  eventually,  as  much  knowledge  hadn't  been  immediate  towards  him,  even  the  greatest  Creator  observing  Rokkenjima’s  storyline  heard  about  what  happened  concerning  one  presence  remaining  in  middle  of  these  walls.  With  such  acknowledgement  of  that  invisible  boss  he  couldn’t  have  perceived  back  in  time  when  that  concerned  chessboard  has  been  put  in  motion,  transforming  the  narrative  was  depending  of  player’s  desire.  There  was  somewhere  else  he  needed  to  fix  on  that  point,  connecting  disconnected  dots  once  more,  and  it  will  be  another  turn  of  events  narratively  among  many.  One  of  his  accomplices  remained  welcomed  to  complaining  a  bit  about  the  ‘corruption’  he  imposed  to  him,  exploiting  his  potential  more  than  he  should,  outside  to  have  becoming  a  parental  figure.  ❝  You’ve  asking  the  good  person  about  that  point~  ❞  It  was  something  he  allowed  himself  to  do  ---  showing  himself  with  pleasant  features  no  hiding  pleasure  he  could  have  about  circumstances  considered  as  other  moves  on  the  chessboard.  Accidentally,  he  could  empathize  having  a  self-proclaimed  rival  at  their  side,  disagreeing  with  his  perception  ---  nevertheless,  as  a  polite  spectator,  he  would  be  remaining  inside  his  observer  seat.  Maybe  that  Phantomhive  boy  needed  a  reminder  he  needed  Alois,  maybe  Ushiromiya  Battler  needed  to  face  neutrality,  he  would  be  tempted  to  toying  with  Akechi,  as,  there  was  something  about  him  that  resonated  horribly  with  his  personality.  One  kid  destroyed  his  illusions,  on  that  one,  he  could  offer  that  curse  to  someone  else  thinking  safe  of  having  their  magnificent  mask  protected  to  any  harm  ----  ❝  It’s  funny  how  humanity  remain  true  to  themselves,  especially  inside  their  consciousness.  I  could  even  sympathize  over  comment  of  someone  complaining  how  they  never  learn.  ❞  He  smiled.  ❝  I  can  help  you  shape  the  narrative  inside  the  manner  you’ve  want.  I’m  sadly  rarely  a  person  consider  which  was  supposed  to  be  written inside the  script.  ❞

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Immortality  problem  was  to  pulling  sense  upon  various  memories  that  he  had.  Considering  he  couldn’t  pinpoint  anymore  how  long  it  has  been  since  his  last  pathway  ---  although  remembering  it  has  been  during  the  nicest  period  when  the  first  steps  inside  Rokkenjima  island,  and  the  constant  bickering  with  Hades  has  been  an  noise  who  suddenly  quieted  down  ---  remembrances  had  to  coming  back  concerning  fragments  of  context  he  had  during  that  time  …  compared  to  an  particular  Victorian  time  in  which  he  passed  to  many  moments  inside  that  location,  in  which  haunting  memories  stayed.  Shinra  ?  It  was  ringing  a  bell  mentally.  Somewhere  ironic  when  he  knew  a  doctor  having  that  name  but  well  …   At  the  sound  of  corruption  rigging  his  ears,  temptation  of  mockery  passed  around  his  lips.  Some  things  never  changed,  doesn’t  it?  Oh,  he  would  have  remembered  if  he  would  have  acted  on  that  point.  ❝   Oh,  it  seems  I  apparently  need  to  pass  around  concerning  them,  then.  ❞   He  offered  with  innocence  of  a  smile.  Soon  afterwards,  there  was  reassurance  anchored  inside  his  expression.  Everything  he  failed  to  interfere  previously  would  be  corrected  by  that  second  visit.  ❝   I  can  help  with  that.  I  gained  couple  of  experiences  since  last  time  I’ve  visited.  There  are  some  gears  I  can  attempting  …  ❞   He  laughed  at  the  following  …  remembrance,  of  what  himself  recalled.  ❝   Coincidences  have  their  manners  to  be  generous,  I’m  certain  the  clocks  of  time  would  suddenly  becoming  generous  with  my  presence  around,  and  oh,  certainly,  some  wealthy  king  who  similarity  has  a  crown  in  middle  of  this  world  ---  Even  if  it’s  not  immediate,  knowing  it  can  be  granted,  as  a  wish,  isn’t  the  most  beautiful  of  things?  ❞   Miracles  subject  has  becoming  incredibly  laughable  even  since  one  of  his  competitors  shared  also  that  particularity  to  creating  miracles  out  of  the  blue,  out  of  nothing,  meanwhile  awaiting  one  as  another  famous  witch  has  survived  as  an  trial  …  as  if  the  word  connected  couple  of  specific  souls  having  a  deep  connection  with  that  concept,  resonating  one  witch.  Compared  to  his  first  visit,  there  wasn’t  restraints  concerning  blessings  he  could  give.  Afterwards  contribute  to  the  creation  of  one  witch,  there  was  no  need  to  feeling  shameful  about  the  impact  of  his  interferences,  Hades  did  everything  he  could  for  making  him  learn  of  that  neutrality  sphere,  and  himself  pondered  how  interfere.

❝ We're trying to help it but unfortunately, Shinra's got a vice grip on everything. They control it all. They're even our central government essentially. ❞ Which was really shitty, but there wasn't much they can do. Shinra had a way of inciting the people in order to manufacture a war to fund their depraved experiments. It was frustrating. Cloud wanted to end them and get revenge for everything they did.

Cloud shrugged. ❝ Well, I'll take anything I can get. Like I said, our band is growing and we've got a vague idea of how we might be able to stop Shinra and Sephiroth from what they're doing. We just need to figure out the details. ❞

❝ Maybe you can grant a miracle so we can find this materia we need and can prompt the planet to heal itself. ❞

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@crescentmuse continue from here

❝ It has. I remember how much we used to talk. You had a few interesting points of view. I learned so much. Come. We can have tea and catch up. There is so much to talk about. ❞ A gesture for Hades to follow her to the courtyard. It was calming, sitting out there among the flowers and simply being around nature. It was who she was ----- nature. A true personification of winter's elegant beauty.

Elsa offers him a soft smile. ❝ Perhaps, you have some stories of your own to share as well? There are so many fragments out there that you travel ---- yes? I want to hear about them. All the chessboards you have seen. ❞

From  an  outsider  perspective,  circumstances  themselves  hadn’t  changed  much,  relatively.  From  one  perception  of  circumstances,  actual  paradox  he  witnessed  when  the  Witch  of  Paradoxes,  invited  gently  by  his  hands  as  he  would  representing  the  perfect  incarnation  of  the  God  of  the  Underworld  into  a  universe  who  needed  recreation  of  one  to  take  care  of  the  kid,  he  found  himself  playing  into  same  court  of  that  witch.  A  name  able  yet  to  annoying  that  Emperor,  that  found  himself  embraced  with  deep  flattery  with  the  amount  of  kindness  Elsa  offered  to  both  of  them.  He  remained  mostly  a  simple  observer,  that  could  into  once  in  his  larger  lifetime,  being  completely  accepted  by  another  soul  he  was  supporting,  making  him  believe  old  circumstances  can  change.  Did  things  evolve  with  Lelouch  since  then?  The  Emperor  of  Britannia  would  have  a  more  mixed  opinion  about  him,  more  inclined  to  be  sorry  concerning  his  offensive  behaviour  ---  nevertheless,  no  illusions  there,  he  remained  to  his  eyes  that  annoying  rival,  that  hurtful  memory  by  moment,  that  tormenting  shadow,  a  noise  so  much  missed.   The  Emperor  of  Britannia  would  wish  for  receiving  his  mocking  comments  close  to  his  ears,  his  unkind  judgement  towards  his  actions,  his  casual  condescendence,  as  a  reminder  he  was  cared  for,  as  an  eternal  remembrance  he  was  always  there.  Lelouch  would  crave  once  more  their  conflicts  between  each  other,  especially  when  it  concerned happiness of the  kid.

That  Emperor  has  been  emotionally  eroded  by  the  kid  some  time  away  was  necessary,  as  temporary  calmness  would  be  in  the  end.  That  kid  wasn’t  going  to  give  Lelouch  peace  in  same  manner  he  wouldn’t  have  peace  neither,  and  there  was  still  a  chessboard  he  needed  to  coming  back,  for  ending  disastrous  circle  and  consequences  he  started.  Paradoxes  spheres  offered  to  the  Witch  of  Illusions  came  with  a  price.  By  experience  by  now,  each  time  the  kid  was  offered  an  authority,  he  would  always  find  his  way  for  emotionally  searching  an  emotional  destructive  path  and  escaping  that  authority  …  and  around  Luke  Skywalker,  as  much  he  couldn’t  do  both  no  matter  his  attempts  ---  that  boy  educated  Phobos  during  hundreds  of  years,  and  adopted  another  goddess,  and  understood  from  his  own  background  observations,  as  the  boy  fixing  Featherine’s  mess,  hidden  meaning  of  that  chessboard  long  before  interfere  into  it  within  consciousness  ---  he  would  use  the  offered  playground  …  that  ended  up  opening  door  of  an  unexpected  foreshadowing,  and  exposed  future  he  would  need  to  anticipate  and  watch  carefully.  Deimos  wanted  to  having  his  free  round  inside  Tartarus  for  corrupting  that  place  further,  and  even  if  he  did  express  a  negative  answer  countless  of  time,  that  kid  decided  to  using  his  future  son  for  get  what  he  wanted  ---  beyond  deciding  to  having  fun.  It  might  be  the  future  for  him,  it  was  somehow  the  present  with  Deimos,  that  understood  perfectly  how  jumping  around  between  dimensions  compared  to  an  Phobos  who  was  annoyed.  ❝  I  wouldn’t  never  say  no  to  tea  party.  Sharing  them  with  you  always  has  been  the  most  interesting  conversations.  Besides,  sharing  my  perspective  with  you  is  such  a  pleasure.  ❞  He  could  still  wait  for  having  the  same  thing  with  Lelouch.  Concerning  the  Golden  Witch,  blame  remained  on  him,  as  he  was  playing  around  with  circumstances,  reflections  between  chessboards,  awareness  of  the  events,  consciousness  of  a  paradox,  in  which  playfulness  features  never  managed  to  removing  naturally  into  his  expression. 

❝  You’ll  find  yourself  learning  every  day.  ❞  He supported  once  more  into  a  gentle  voice,  as  apparently,  support  he  found  outside  ones  given  by  Thanatos  and  Hypnos  were  deeply  appreciated.  Though  Nyx  twins  will  be  less  inclined  to  be  annoying  towards  him  when  other  twins  managed  to  keep  them  grumpy  thanks  for  the  noise  they  caused.  Smile  who  born  into  his  expression  stayed  bit  hesitant  about  emotion  to  pull  into  it.  ❝  I  have  many  stories  to  share.  I’ve  received  a  paradox  for  helping  the  witch  representing  them,  as  a  strange  unexpected  gift,  though  it  opened  the  door  to  …  another  perspective,  can  I  say?  ❞  Presence  of  half-blood  children  that  weren’t  born  yet  needed  to  be  acknowledged  in  one  way  or  another,  considering,  by  foreshadowing’s  awareness,  there  was  consciousness  one  boy  travelling  between  his  mysteries  would  sense  to  have  been  unwanted,  even  for  one  tiny  second,  which  was  a  terrible  reminder  of  the  kid  he  honestly  didn’t  need.  Nevertheless,  he  couldn’t  slap  the  kid  as  the  way  he  could  before.  Himself  wasn’t  sure  at  this  point  in  which  manner  he  would  be  grateful  towards  Alois  Trancy,  that  embraced  that  another  manner  to  being  certain  to  torment  him  ---  Ah,  Lelouch  pushed  to  an  burn  out  in  which  he  was  emotionally  invalidated,  as  an  torture  it  was  for  the  main  concerned,  seemed  an  pleasant  suffering  compared  to  his  (the  mother  received  nothing,  since  the  Golden  Witch  remained  fragment  of  the  kid,  there  was  compassion).  Within  that  context,  her  last  sentence  generated  an  uncontrollable  giggle.  ❝  Let  us  have  have  time  for  all  these  chessboards  that  I’ve  witnessed~   They  are interesting  stories~  ❞

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Jotaro had been away for a few weeks, on am excursion of sorts. While away, he'd picked up something sweet for his lover, knowing Tsuzuki had been obsessive over treats. Entering their apartment, the Joestar uses his good eye to take I the surroundings, not sensing the other. Hm. He carefully steps into the kitchen placing the large bag upon the counter, then he disappears from the room. / Tsu, have your ocean man. uwu

@stardstschlar

Many  months  had  passed  even  since  Witch  of  Illusions  temporary  settled  down  has  been  over,  nevertheless,  only  during  at  this  precise  time  moment,  when  there  was  awareness  that  chaotic  noise  was  handled  without  problems  by  Orihara  Izaya,  appreciation  of  the  quietness  had  returned,  and  honestly,  has  been  deeply  missed.  Dramatically,  the  information  received  by  his  boss,  as  much  this  wasn’t  exactly  their  sector,  pushed  them  into  that  additional  mission  to  watch  out,  without  interfering,  how  things  were  going  ---  since  it  was  an  opportunity  to  keep  long-term  contact  with  Lelouch  vi  Britannia  that  could  use  Japanese  Underworld  services  in  case  he  needed  one,  besides  to  concerning  another  neighbour  of  Tokyo  in  which  they  needed  to  keep  an  eye.  Lelouch  vi  Britannia  presence  remained  a  pleasant  invitation  Kamui  Shiro  might  be  around,  or  will  be  at  some  occasion,  and  regardless  if  no  oral  confirmation  has  been  done  by  that  kid,  his  superiors  wanted  having  a  margin  of  observation. 

Wasn’t  all  point  of  agreement  with  the  God  of  the  Underworld they made?

Second  good  news  was  that  returning  impression  future  time  will  be  passed  into  the  spiritual  world  without  any  kind  of  pressure  coming  from  their  responsibilities,  compared  to  the  forced  holidays  who  had  needed  for  their  emotional  recovery  afterwards  have  met  that  kid.  Meaning  ---  he  would  have  further  time  to  focus  upon  his  personal  life,  that  involved  either  an  empathizing  and  caring  eyes  upon  his  working  partner  mental  heath  that  remained  damaged  (he  was  all  the  same,  but  managed  to  overcome  slowly  refection  he  received  upon  himself,  and  accidentally,  bury  deeply  inside  of  him  that  recollection  of  demon  associated  to  him)  and  Jotaro-kun.  It  was  inevitable,  considering  his  position,  as  much  he  was  forbidden  to  know,  to  wishing  interfering  on  his  favour  as  the  employee  he  remained,  staying  in  obscurity.  Even  the  whole  ordeal  of  Kamui  Shiro  since  the  beginning  was  something  his  superior’s  wished  reassurance  upon,  that  ended  up  becoming  far  more  complicated  and  delicate  than  planned,  and  ended  up  connecting  them  with  Lelouch  vi  Britannia  instead  …  in  which  concerned  superiors  could  be  stare  towards  this  immortal.

Jotaro’s  absence  has  left  emptiness  impression  inside  the  apartment  they  shared.  He  enjoyed  some  moments  to  acting  as  an  good  partner  doing  things  at  home  in  advance  and  anticipation,  as  remaining  even  for  the  illusion  of  an  human’s  self  inside  an  home  in  which  he  would  feel  lonely  would  triggering  disastrous  memories  …  when  in  middle  of  the  spiritual  world,  he  could  distracting  himself,  as  he  enjoyed  that  moment  for  learning  more  than  he  could,  and  eventually,  knowing  the  date  of  his  return  was  near,  coming  back  from  often  at  home.  It  remained  horribly  strange  for  him  to  have  a  home,  an  apartment,  somewhere  to  return,  when  breathing  administrative  was  something  he  was  partially  confused  about  meanwhile  be  amused  for  be  around  that  sector  ---  only,  many  things  changed,  and  he  barely  lived  for  experiencing  anxiety  over  the  bills.  He  missed  his  old  habits  to  welcoming  his  lover  with  kiss  and  hug  each  time  they  reunited,  and  craved  the  time  it  would  be  possible.

Many  stories  would  need  to  be  shared!  When  the  returning  date  was  honestly  close,  since  a  chiller  time  was  reintroduced  into  his  work,  and  there  was  that  hanging  reassurance  Muraki’s  presence  hadn’t  been  witnessed  again,  he  showed  up  sooner  he  could  into  their  apartment.  He  has  been  cleaning  it.  He  had  attempted  cooking  for  some  sweets,  since  Hisoka-kun  didn’t  wanted  the  entire  money  disappearing  in  sweets  in  less  than  one  week,  in  which  his  lover  would  perceive  some  results  that  could  hanging  for  a  while.  Hence,  when  he  perceived  the  bag,  he  assumed  he  had  returned,  and  as  curious  as  he  was  about  the  kind  of  gifts  he  received,  he  was  mostly  interested  to  know  where  he  was.  With  their  returning  mission  of  background  observers  allowed  to  give  one  or  two  pieces  of  interference  and  advices,  if  necessary,  his  working  days  were  truly  …  calm  …  when  it  has  been  responsibilities  compromises.  Maybe  one  Witch  of  Illusions  didn’t  give  them  a  hello  again,  for  sure,  afterwards  been  emotionally  destroyed  by  him,  the  concerned  was  monitored.  Accidentally,  it  served  as  a  guarantee  manner  to  sparing  job  on  Hades-sama  by  handling  the  entire  thing  without  the  sound  of  his  presence  shaking  the  Japanese  Underworld,  and  whatever  rest  Enma-sama  wanted  to  have  upon  his  realm.

❝  Joooooooootarooooooooo,  I’m  home,  where  are  you?  ❞  If  he  was  looking  upon  what  was  that  bag  had,  his  poor  lover  will  be  exasperated  of  him  eating  entire  possible  sweets,  since  forced  restriction  pulled  on  the  kid  making  disappear  (or  eat)  them  remained  as  a  frontal  long-term  trauma.  Concerning  his  own  pressure  to  act  as  a  good  boyfriend,  he  eventually  accepted  it  won’t  leave.  This  time,  he  really  wanted  having  nothing  that  could  be  reproached,  and  this  time,  not  causing  harm  in  any  way.  At  work,  his  colleagues  anticipated  since  a  long  while  any  kind  of  consequence  loneliness  can  pulled  on  him,  hence  remained  under  closer  attentive  eyes meanwhile.

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@veritases continue from here

★ " Ah... is that so? I would assume from my research. If that's the case ... " Takuto trailed, a small uneasy grin on his face. He chuckled bitterly.

" I can't imagine anything you've heard has been good. "

As  the  supposed  unproblematic  student,  it  could  have  been  reasons  of  his  presence.  Rumours  spreading  by  the  other  students  or  even  how  a  good  influence  he  could  have  been  with  him  if  he  decided  to  playing  patient  with  him  ---  but  not  really  the  kind  of  path  he  decided  to  take,  right?  Though,  innocence  of  his  features,  that  managed  to  remain  without  temptation,  disappeared  for  a  moment.  He  missed  to  showing  an  intensive  contented  smile  in  front  of  someone  else.  ❝  Aren’t  your  researches  interesting?  Aren’t  your  wish  to  study  human’s  psyche  the  most  intimate  concern  coming  from  a  soul?  ❞  He  had  stories  to  tell  about  Purgatory,  about  witches,  even  about  Hades’s  support.  Nevertheless,  he  was  supposed  to  be  the  harmless,  friendly,  nice  student.  ❝  I  honestly  heard  good  things  about  it,  and  it’s  ---  attracted  my  attention.  Worldwide’s  consciousness  isn’t  an  amazing  subject  to  explore ?  ❞

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Circumstances  who  happened  with  Featherine  Augustus  Aurora  ---  the  Doctor  ---  has  been  another  emotional  blow  in  which,  before  travelling  around,  he  hadn't  yet  mentally  digested.  Though,  heard  an  name  resonating  for  one  greek  word  on  his  side,  afterwards  meeting  personally  countless  of  time  the  God  of  the  Underworld  himself,  could  have  been  an  coincidence.  No,  sadly,  he  couldn't  believe  anymore  of  anything  show  up  randomly,  especially  afterwards  recent  circumstances  with  the  Witch  of  Paradoxes  ---  basically  confirming  something  who  has  been  exposed  since  day  one  concerning  the  Witch  of  Illusions,  they  were  connected,  both  of  their  chessboards  were  connected  …  and  as  much  Beato  travelled  back  for  knowing  exactly  layout  of  circumstances  …  it  would  be  somewhere  he  would  need  to  go,  if  he  had  the  bravery  to  actually  facing  that  portion  of  himself.  Nothing  of  his  bright  features  transformed  following  that  information.  Rather,  an  playful  information  born.  Though,  there  was  consciousness  maybe  he  hadn't  been  the  only  one  wandering  around  inside  that  universe  since  the  Witch  of  Paradoxes  opened  that  door.  There  was  possibility  that  Hades-sama  reached  that  universe.  Wasn't  like,  he  would  know,  this  time.  ❝  It's  is.  Where  I  came  from,  it's  the  Greek  one  for  that  planet,  often  referred  as  Mother  Earth,  since  it's  the  name  of  the  goddess  representating  the  planet  ---  ❞  Which  mean,  by  conclusion,  he  was  inside  an  alternative  Earth,  considering  the  name.  Why  was  more  it  sounded  horribly  familiar  ?  Why  he  wasn't  suprised  one  second  ?  Why  he  get  another  wave  of  impression  he  already  walked  other  universes  before  ?  Ah,  carefulness  would  be  needed  inside  his  words.  Every  time  that  sensation  was  present,  he  needed  to  be  careful  …  Maybe,  since  it  was  an  alternative  Earth,  they  might  existing  inside  his  universe,  you  know  …  It  has  been  her  term  used  for  Voyager  who  left  him  horribly  confused.  ❝  Traveller  of  the  lifestream  ?  It's  how  you  call  people  able  to  travel  between  dimensions  ?  ❞  Lifestream  …  He  heard  that  word  before.  Sudden  remembrances  of  that  blue  box  showed  up  in  his  mind  at  the  moment,  but  managed  to  put  it  behind.  The  Doctor  was  one  of  them,  but  he  ---  ❝  I've  heard  that  name  of  lifestream  before,  and  as  much  consideration  might  be  different,  I've  known  someone  you  can  …  travelling  around  such  timestream  …  ❞  He  laughed.

He  hadn't  reached  any  kind  of  familiar  higher  places  in  middle  of  that  universe  ---  in  which  Luke  existence  confirmed  it  was  indeed  possible  ---  hence  he  couldn't  immedietly  responding  with  certainty  regarding  layout  of  this  universe.  He  preferred  do  it  as  he  was  no  Sorcerer  ---  the  basic  ground  of  exploration,  in  which  possible  monotoring  could  be  done  in  other  times,  and  in  which  eventuality  to  fall  into  a  game  was  always  possible,  in  which  he  would  simply  need  to  change  his  position  on  the  board.  She  wasn't  the  first  person  having  that  particularity,  nevertheless,  remained  deeply  internally  surprised  by  such  communication.  Usually,  he  would  spent  so  many  time  try  to  hide  himself  he  wouldn't  know  where  exposing  the  truth  at  some  point,  without  suffering  sudden  change  of  gaze.  ❝  Uh.  ❞  Ah,  these  questions,  he  expected  them.  ❝  It's  a  kind  of  personal  quest  with  myself,  fact  of  traveling  beyond  restful  borders  that  I  know.  It's  not  the  first  time  I've  come  here,  but  I  didn't  stay  very  long,  and  it's  as  if  I'm  continuing  what  I  had  started  before.  By  the  name  of  this  planet,  my  home  world  is  an  alternate  world  to  yours.  Slowly,  I  visit  other  worlds,  and  this  is  not  theoretically  the  first.  I  actually  feel  like  I'm  falling  back  into  old  habits  that  I  feel  I  didn't  even  have,  which  is  a  strange  feeling  …  ❞  He  answered  with  an  last  laugh  concerning  that  last  sentence,  in  which  his  impression  had  grown  wider.  Ocean  eyes  watched  towards  these  flowers  hold  by  her  hands.  He  would  be  protective  of  them.  Beato  needed  an  memory  that  would  have  survived  the  journey  !  He  nodded  towards  last  question.  ❝  An  adopted  son  I  look  after  is  in  love  with  purple  hyacinths  that  he  could  have  them  everywhere.  They  represent  the  sun,  and  is  a  sign  of  devotion  and  beauty,  and  express  well  side  of  pride  and  power  of  this  adopted  son.  It's  about coincidence  of  flowers  you  have currently  in  your  hand  ?  ❞

❝ Earth . . . I get the feeling that's another name for Gaia. ❞ Well, that and the planet helped to fill in the blanks. The whispers too were beings from another planet who wanted to ensure the continuity would not be altered. There was a timeline of events ----- another reality where Aerith and Cloud made different choices but still walked down a very similar path. ❝ A Voyager . . . so you're not a Traveller of the lifestream then. ❞

Aerith understood that the Cetra were beings who could control and communicate with the lifestream and planet. The planet was a living thing. With the addition of the whispers, she knew there was another universe and reality out there with her in it. This meant that she recognized when there were people out of place. Not just her, Cloud and Sephiroth too seemed to recognize this fact. Another reality ------ several realities were out there for them.

❝ Is my world the only one you've been to? Or have you seen this world, but another version of it? ❞

She keeps her word and hands Battler the two flowers she was holding. After all, it'd be terrible if she didn't keep up her end of the deal. ❝ Did you know flowers have meanings? ❞