[ How many shops have they gone through now? Dokja is lucky that he didn't smack Jin with his sword. The taboo keeps him from whacking the raven, too. Jin turns into a hawk to fly after her, though. Joonghyuk makes sure to crush any glass he finds on the floor as he chases after him.
... Dark Castle has ended and you've returned to Seoul. The barrier that kept you all here drops, allowing the city population of survivors to finally leave. That doesn't mean the Scenarios have stopped. If anything, this is the beginning of the world being consumed by the Scenarios.
You look to all of your companions, but their eyes on the ground. Their faces grim... Tears still staining their expressions.
You all lost Kim Dokja, but the scenarios do not stop. Closing your eyes, you take a breath in and commanded the masses to follow you out of Seoul. Your comrades must live without Kim Dokja. Your comrades have to move on from Kim Dokja.
You, too.
It feels like every swing he takes is so close to decapitating Dokja, but instead he connects to some wares. Pots and pans, clothing, books... They fall onto the ground from the mess.
You look out to the landscapes and the man beside you does, too. He tells you that the scenery is beautiful while you scoff and say it means not much to you. What you see are things that will eventually pass... Erode. Why admire it? Why does Kim Dokja admire such trivial things?
"Yoo Joonghyuk, I believe in humans."
... You're quiet.
He tells you he believes in the story they've built.
A slow anger fuels him as he ransacks stores, searching for a trail of white. Niah shifts again and barks wildly in comparison. It's easier to let your sorrow speak in rage.
After Dark Castle, having traveled to the 73rd Demon Realm, you finally found Kim Dokja. You're sitting across from him, drinking some steeped tea. He asks you how is everyone doing on earth and you proceed to tell him the stories they've built while he was gone... You tell him how in small ways they show they miss him.
Your eyes stay on the porcelain cup, not checking the other man's expression. You don't know if he's smiling when you tell him about your mutual comrades, or if he's crying. It doesn't change the reason why you came to this realm.
"Let's go back to earth, Kim Dokja."
The memories come and come... Almost synchronized with the sound of clashing metal whenever Dokja decides he needs to take a short break before running again. ]
You're going to run out of stores to protect you, Kim Dokja!
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You're going to run out of stores to protect you, Kim Dokja!