#Verse04 - Again and Again and Again - Reset

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@infinitexmuses​ asked for a starter!

Like a thief in the night, Armed with their pretty lies, They will haunt you, Consume you. But you can’t let them win, Let the fear be your friend.

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💖 (For Maika and Seven :3)

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He’d been sitting there gazing at the garden being set up, wondering just when this reset was going to kick in, when this happiness would be ripped away and they’d be back to square one, chasing after their happy ending and trying to save Saeran from the world of pain that he’d been forced to go through so many times now. His brother was happy, oblivious to the dread that built inside his brothers gut, the redhead glancing up as Maika walked over to join him. “Feeling anything yet?”, he hated that he had to ask, he knew she feared this just as much as he did but - it’d been longer. This was the longest they’d gone without a reset and yet he couldn’t bring himself to let his guard down. He couldn’t allow for this to feel like the happy ending that they’d been searching for because, what if it was simply ripped away? What if they had to start again?

He wasn’t the only one that suffered. Turning, he wrapped his arms around Maika’s waist, smiling at the question to be asked. A date for valentine day? It sounded perfect. Maybe they could risk a few moments of happiness. God knew they’d worked hard to reach this point, almost tearing one another apart at times and yet here they stood, sharing the softest of kisses as a slight breeze washed over them.

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@nefer-seshen​ said:

“ Will you still stay by my side although I don’t remember you? “ - Seven

Memory loss Sentence Starter

Why? Why was it that he could recall everything? Why was it that he felt as though he had been here before? Heard these same words, been about to make the same promise? Was he just having really bad dreams lately or was it something else? He was silent, lost in his thoughts, until a small voice let him know that would only lead to making sure that Ri was even more nervous. All he could do was make the same promise, be there for her, hope that things would remain constant this time, instead of this eternal loop that he seemed trapped inside.

“I’ll always stay by your side. Even if you may not remember what we once had...I’ll stay here and hope to help you to regain, if not old memories, then new ones instead”. He loved her. He really truly loved this girl and yet it seemed as though their fate was to be constantly played around with. How did he stop this from happening again? It wasn’t fair on her - his own heart could be shattered a million times but all he wished for was happiness for Ri.

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❝ Remember I will *ALWAYS* love you. ❞ (From Yandere!Maika to Seven)

Possessive & Yandere - Always Accepting!

Reset after reset after reset.

On and on the wheel kept turning and with every restart, a part of their sanity began to slide. Seven was tired more than anything else. He’d been trying to work out a pattern that could maybe let them know at which point the reset occurred but Maika was - she far from how he’d been expecting her to be. He hadn’t expected her to show up at the bunker out of the blue or have reset all the passwords before he’d had a chance to do so. He usually tried to act quickly to make sure he was secure until they worked out the path to take - as for the past few resets he could plainly see that Maika was...she was changing and he had no idea how to even start to try to fix even some of the damage they had done to one another. Hiding in his own bunker was a new one though, fingers tapping away at the screen before him as he tried to hack into his own security. Did she actually just take the last few resets to learn how to hack into his system like this? Her behaviour had been possessive and rather strange for a short while now but nothing that would suggest she’d go and do something as crazy as this. The heck was she even? That question was soon answered as he felt something cold pressed against the side of his neck, just hard enough to let him know the blade was pretty sharp and she wasn’t messing around. Shit. Slowly and as carefully as he could, he climbed out from his hiding spot, only for arms to be wrapped around him tightly and a declaration of madness to reach his ears. How many times now have they seen one another die? Maybe that was part of why she was seeming to be losing her grip on reality these last few times. “Maika - you shouldn’t be here”, she also shouldn’t have taken over his bunker but he left that unsaid, allowing himself to be guided back towards the living area, eyes growing wide at the smashed computer components and screens that scattered the floor. The fuck!? He needed those! “...the heck is going on in there!? Mai we have to keep on the same path...you know this....but... ah god how do I fix this shit!?”

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707 - Verse Tags

Verse 01 - Defender of Justice - RFA - Main Verse Verse02 - Angel with a Shotgun - 707 Route Verse03 - Failure in the Worst Ways - Bad Ending 3 Verse04 - Again and Again and Again - Reset Verse05 - Error in the Code - Mint Eye Verse06 - Innocence of Youth - Childhood Verse07 - Informant in Hiding - BSD Verse08 - Routes The Stars Chose - After Endings Verse09 - Lost in Space - AUs

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💀 Maika and Seven in your choice of verse

Send 💀 for my muse to die in your arms

How could he be so cold and so hot at the same time? With great effort, he opened his eyes slowly and found himself lying in the lap of the woman who he’d just rushed all this way to attempt to save, tears falling from her cheeks to land on his face, tears that seemed almost to burn against his flesh, a shudder racing down his spine as flashes of the events leading up to this point passed through his mind, the smell of blood clogging his senses, causing him to break into a small coughing fit, shaking arms seeming to wrap around him tighter, Mai nuzzling into the side of his neck, more tears burning into his flesh. Right. She’d tried to end the resets, had tried to sacrifice herself to break them out of this neverending loop, to free them from the insanity that had been gripping their minds - to avoid them having to watch those they loved got hurt again and again...but he’d refused. He’d refused to believe that this ending was the correct one. That losing both his brother and Mai to the darkness of this cult was the answer to their problems. Saeran was not the monster he currently represented. Perhaps a little too late for such thoughts considering he was also the reason as to why he was currently laying in a pool of his own blood. Golden eyes fluttered away from Mai and laid on the figure of the scared brother by his side, a weak smile forming despite the pain that flared through his entire body. If this was how things had to end then this was fine. If his death was enough to shake Saeran out from the hold of Magenta, to give them both a chance at living a normal life then this was a sacrifice that he was willing to make. Hadn’t he already said that his life didn’t matter? He was born to protect Saeran and now Mai once she’d come into his life. That was enough - this was enough. Their safety and future happiness was all that he cared for. “Sae...”, he swallowed, tears and blood travelling down the back of his throat, the taste of copper and salt overwhelming as he heard Mai give a small sob. His brother shifted ever so slightly, mint eyes wide with fear, anger and hate, raw emotions that all fought for control as he tried to work out how to react to what was happening before him, one hand reaching over to grip onto Seven’s rather tightly, his own tears beginning to silently fall. “I’m sorry”, both twins whispered out together, sharing a weak smile before Seven reached up to gently place a hand on Mai’s cheek. The world was growing cold, dark, too bright, too dark - it was a strange sensation and the urge to close his eyes and give himself into the darkness with overpowering.“Mai...Mai listen”, he tried to shift, to prop himself up, to get closer to the woman who he’d died many times for over the countless loops. But this time was different. This time the loop wouldn’t reset. This time, this was his real death and they both knew that “This - this isn’t your fault...okay? I love you...I’ll be watching over you both...ple-please t-take care...” There was so much more he wished to say. So much more he wanted them both to know - but the strength was gone. He could barely keep his chest rising and falling nevermind attempting to speak any longer. @hasjoinedthechatroom

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“I’m not coming back.” (From RESET Maika, her final phone call to Seven :3)

MISCELLANEOUS / ANGST STARTER SENTENCES.

He held the phone close to his eat, his hand shaking as he listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, taking a slow, deep, careful breath as he tried to contain the anger that was growing inside. She knew this was going to happen. She knew that this was the ending they would get and yet she still seemed to expect for him to accept it? No. He wasn’t allowing this to happen. Even if he had to force a reset to happen. Even if he had to find a way to make the reset happen again, he’d find a way. “If you’re not coming back here then I am coming to you”, he frowned a little, pausing in placing things into the back of his car, trying to stay calm as he knew that Maika didn’t deserve to be shouted at, “I’m not leaving you there - I can’t leave you there and you know it...hide. Hide until I get there. Hide until I can save you...please Maika. Don’t let him take you from there”. 

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The brunette swallowed. This was it... This was the ending she was looking for, yet she despised so much. Closing her eyes, she let out a quiet exhale, as she sent one final message to him through a private chat. [PM to 707 from MC: Thank you, for everything, 707.] Her gaze then went towards the window. Any moment now...

It was as though all the dots had finally clicked. Even as he darted around the bunker knowing full well that he was going to arrive late, that he still had to have his argument with Vanderwood, that he should have seen that this was what she’d been aiming for, he couldn’t let go of that hope that blossomed deep inside his heart. Maybe he could still make it in time. Maybe they’d changed enough that none of this had to still happen...He knew he was kidding himself. He knew what he was going to see when he pulled out his phone and gazed at the messages to be left there, one from Mai, one from Unknown. It made his stomach crawl with dread and yet he couldn’t bring himself to open either one. All he could do was stare at the names, dropping the car key’s he’d been holding, the sound of Vanderwood’s yelling fading into the background as his eyes filled with the salty tears of rage. Where was the reset? Why was the world still standing still? He gazed up from the screen, eyes darting around the garage before they gazed up into the man who was now shaking him by his shoulders, obviously rather concerned by the manner in which he was behaving. “Seven! What the fuck are you doing!?”. The voice took a while to reach him, Seven blinking rapidly as he slowly focused in on Vanderwood, still confused as to why nothing was happening. They’d reached a bad ending. Mai was no doubt being hurt - no she was hurt. He knew what he’d see if he opened up the messages from his brother...so just why was the world still remaining? Why was it not forcing them to begin again!? This couldn’t be the answer to stopping the resets...no. He refused to believe that this was the reality they’d been fighting so hard for. “Mai...” “Mai? That girl who joined the RFA? What about - Seven will you please start making some type of sense?” But he couldn’t. All he could do was silently hand the other agent his phone before he turned to walk back inside the bunker. If Mai thought he was simply going to accept this then she had another thing coming. Even if he needed to fight against his own brother, he was getting them both out from that place. No matter what the world wanted, he’d forever be there to burn Mint Eye down to ashes. 

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"Seven - I'm scared.." Another Story ! Mary to 707 [ Reset AU! ]

It was three words that always caused his blood to run cold, always caused him to freeze and for all of his attention to snap back towards the girl who looked as though she might begin to cry at any moment. It was impossible to shut down his heart from the manner in which it would buzz with life around his angel, with an energy that no one else was able to inject into the cold organ that he wished so hard for the ability to ignore. She wasn’t his. She wasn’t to be his. She was here, spreading this happiness to his brother, making Saeran happier, making the world just a little brighter in the manner only she knew - yet Saeran was taking it for granted. He didn’t seem to realise the treasure that he held. He was so...cruel, cold. This wasn’t his brother. But no matter what version it may be, that cold mocking tone that often haunted him in the night - Saeran would always be his younger brother. Saeran’s desires and happiness would always come before his own. It was a simple rule to live by. At such a young age he had made the decision to live for his brother’s sake, to protect him as best as he could - no matter the personal cost to himself. 

It’d been simple to live by. Until Mary. Until his Angel had come into his life. Everything was so complicated and it didn’t help that he was the only person who seemed to remember everything to have happened before. The children, freeing Saeran, fighting the agency...everything had been wiped clean overnight and Seven could find it hard at times to recall just what had happened and what hadn’t. He sighed lightly and found himself wrapping his arms around the small girl before him. If didn’t quite matter just what she might be afraid of. He would protect her just like how he protected Saeran. “What’s wrong? What happened?”, his voice was soft as his hands gently gripped onto the top of her shoulders, golden eyes locked onto her own, silently searching for the answers to the questions that would forever sleep inside his mind. He couldn’t keep doing this. He knew that acting on how his heart felt was wrong - that in the end the two people that he cared for the most would only end up hurt. But theirs was a type of bound that was difficult to ignore, difficult to place to the side. He’d always love her. Even if this was to be one sided, even if it hurt to know just how much they used to have, to know of all they had lost - Seven would forever by there by her side. As long as she wanted him to be there, he would be there. Just because she couldn’t remember the vows they once took didn’t make them invalid in his eyes. “You’re shaking...do you want to sit down? Come here...”, he gently lead her over towards one of the low walls of the garden, nothing but concern written within his gaze, “Here, just take a few deep breathes. Don’t talk till you’re ready to, alright?” @smallartist123

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@witheredhexrts​ continued from [X]

There were a million and one reasons as to why he shouldn’t be there but when was he ever to listen to such rules? He’d sneaked away from the bunker, following his heart towards the girl who once was his, only for the Gods to snatch her and their children away, to push them all back into the middle of a nightmare that only he seemed able to realise wasn’t right. She’d been with Saeran when they’d first met - yet despite them both fighting against that natural urge that called them towards one another’s arms, they’d ended up here. Meeting in the darkness of the night, holding one another close, simply being able to enjoy life just by being around one another. Maybe Seven could be considered as a slight cheat. He still had his memories of the many years that’d had together. He knew this girl before him better than he knew himself almost. He knew how to lift her mood, how to make those dark thoughts fade into the background, how to make her see that under the sneaky dark surface of the girl she was forced to be in her search for paradise - she was an Angel at heart. If that was all he could reclaim from their previous time together, then so be it. He’d forever hold the children close to his heart, he’d treasure Mary’s sketchbook forever but the only things he had the power to change was what was right before him. Mary needed to know she wasn’t as alone as she felt. Saeran needed to discover the truth about Rika. He needed to confront his feeling towards V and the mess of broken trust and lies that laid between them all. But it was a delicate balancing act. Acting too soon only caused some days to rewind. Sometimes he’d lose so much process with Mary that it physically hurt to just hear her being so mad at him again. It was a pain he was willing to face again and again if it meant that he got to see that smile light up her features as they danced in the dark. He just needed to be careful and Seven could be careful - but not when it came to Mary or his brother. They meant the world to him. He simply wished for them to be able to face the truth of the reality they were in...so it was frustrating to have to watch and wait for them to discover their own truth. 

And who knew just how the God’s or whoever was responsible for the resets, how they would take this moment that they now shared. As he took her hand and gently lead her through dance, humming a gentle tune under his breath, a song that they used to sing to one another after they’d watched the musical together. “You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide I know you want me So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards Fate is pulling you miles away”

He sang softly, gently twirling the love of his life, watching the smile that graced her lips, the way in which the stars caused her eyes to sparkle, the way in which her heart raced whenever she was pulled gently against his chest, the hacker unable to stop himself from smiling as he simply lost himself in this precious moment of peace and quiet. When the rest of the world was asleep, it was the one time of the day where they could be free to be with one another - to be who they were truly supposed to be.

“What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine Nothing could keep us apart You'd be the one I was meant to find It's up to you, and it's up to me No one can say what we get to be So why don't we rewrite the stars? Maybe the world could be ours Tonight”

With his usual cheeky grin, his Angel was pulled close as he leaned in and gently captured her lips with his open, holding her close as they swayed gently, his hand gently resting against heated skin, his own cheeks filling with colour as he pulled gently apart, resting their foreheads together, golden hues looking into her own -  “I love you, Angel”