[ It was the wordline that began it all, an ending that continued until it looped itself. Joonghyuk isn't sure, but he doesn't regret making his choice to regress again. Though the memories feel distant, having only been given back to him within the last year, the brilliance of hope shines true in his heart.
It is the light that Kim Dokja gave to him. ]
It was a small one.
[ Joonghyuk lifts off his boot and it has crumbled into speckles. Niah lounges wherever he finds most comfortable and decides it's best to not move anymore. There's some quiet as he pulls out a book nearby. He remembers something and the emotions that come with it are mild distress and the usual unease. ]
You wouldn't pick that worldline now, would you?
[ Once upon a time, Dokja swore to stay in that worldline and abandon the rest of them. It's something Joonghyuk couldn't accept and stand. Though it is a dispute long resolved, he still thinks about it. ]
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It is the light that Kim Dokja gave to him. ]
It was a small one.
[ Joonghyuk lifts off his boot and it has crumbled into speckles. Niah lounges wherever he finds most comfortable and decides it's best to not move anymore. There's some quiet as he pulls out a book nearby. He remembers something and the emotions that come with it are mild distress and the usual unease. ]
You wouldn't pick that worldline now, would you?
[ Once upon a time, Dokja swore to stay in that worldline and abandon the rest of them. It's something Joonghyuk couldn't accept and stand. Though it is a dispute long resolved, he still thinks about it. ]