#godfuking dammit i miss Last Lifeeeeeeeee

[kingofdandelions]

Something something about Last Life red names, and how Last Life was the only series were red names were actively exiled and feared, how there was both a fear of the red names themselves, and of becoming one of them.

Something something about watching a person you once cared, or maybe even still care about rise from their grave for the (most likely) last time, watching them decide whether to make you join them, or slip away to madness without you.

It must be terrifying to see the person who used to be, no, still is trying to be your friend, with a look in their eyes that reminds you that you're in a death game, that you cant let your guard down if you like having a beating heart.

Failing to see the laughter and humanity they always had, and wondering if you should start mourning even before their name turns grey.