[ ..This is a memory he's seen before. Much earlier this week, actually. And not just once.
However, it serves as a good distraction from the memory before. His shoulders slump a little, heaving with a quiet sigh. Jin is trembling less now, but still preferring to keep herself pressed against the other daemon. ]
...It really was a good story. [ To watch his companions come together to defeat the rise of the Demon King. Right until the very end. ]
[ Unlike Dokja, Joonghyuk is displeased. Discontent. There's... A pang, though dull. A trauma that resurfaces but is buried. It wasn't the first time they lost Kim Dokja and it isn't the last, likewise he returned in the end, but it was one that weighed so heavy in their hearts.
[ Joonghyuk goes quiet because, in the end, it was for the best. Dokja had everything planned. They were able to meet up again. They all fought alongside each other at the Demon King Selection, but much like Dark Castle Dokja was nowhere to be found at the conclusion.
Joonghyuk remembers waking up after the great battle of that scenario to find his companions sitting outside with faces in their hands, shoulders shaking, and the sun rising over Seoul's ragged buildings. It shouldn't be. Not when they were originally in the Demon Realm. The whole industrial complex was moved between dimensions.
But it would make sense, wouldn't it? With Kim Dokja gone... He sent them away to fight the monster that came to eat the Demon Realm as punishment for using up so much probability. Beside his bed was a pocket watch that was never there, but he knew. He knew who it was from. As he thinks over the Demon King Selection (dokja can also get this memshare if u want), a dull and blurred sorrow settles again. ]
[ When silence fills between them, it's both comfortable and uncomfortable. He still has his blade in hand but at least it's been considerably loosened from the death grip earlier. Joonghyuk still lingering nearby him from his earlier support and the reader keeps his gaze averted. He remembers his travels afterward. Drifting between existing and not existing. Really, were it not for the Fourth Wall, he would have been dead. His eyes close and when he hears those words it... strikes something in him. There's... happiness in that. Relief. But also wondering.
Jin is the one that reacts first, seeming to start limping her way over to Dokja but halfway through does she freeze, peering back at Niah. She lingers for a moment with her gaze until she does her best to run the rest of her way to Dokja to jump and smoothly shift into her white-necked raven form. It's a struggle to keep herself in flight long enough, but she catches herself on his sleeve and climbs the rest of the way up to his shoulder.
He sets his blade away, turning to make his way to leave the room but pauses at the door and looks back with a tired smile. ]
I'll need you to keep trusting me. Even here.
[ He doesn't need to wait for an answer, since he'll leave not a moment after. stupid kdj ]
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However, it serves as a good distraction from the memory before. His shoulders slump a little, heaving with a quiet sigh. Jin is trembling less now, but still preferring to keep herself pressed against the other daemon. ]
...It really was a good story. [ To watch his companions come together to defeat the rise of the Demon King. Right until the very end. ]
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Loss. ]
For you, it was.
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[ To be able to reach that end, everyone else needed to stay alive. ]
..I had a plan in the end. I just needed everyone to trust in that.
[ He knows he asks for a lot of that. Trust. While not telling everything. But it needed to be that way. He had to do it his way. ]
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Joonghyuk remembers waking up after the great battle of that scenario to find his companions sitting outside with faces in their hands, shoulders shaking, and the sun rising over Seoul's ragged buildings. It shouldn't be. Not when they were originally in the Demon Realm. The whole industrial complex was moved between dimensions.
But it would make sense, wouldn't it? With Kim Dokja gone... He sent them away to fight the monster that came to eat the Demon Realm as punishment for using up so much probability. Beside his bed was a pocket watch that was never there, but he knew. He knew who it was from. As he thinks over the Demon King Selection (dokja can also get this memshare if u want), a dull and blurred sorrow settles again. ]
I trusted you to the very end.
[ It's the truth. ]
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Jin is the one that reacts first, seeming to start limping her way over to Dokja but halfway through does she freeze, peering back at Niah. She lingers for a moment with her gaze until she does her best to run the rest of her way to Dokja to jump and smoothly shift into her white-necked raven form. It's a struggle to keep herself in flight long enough, but she catches herself on his sleeve and climbs the rest of the way up to his shoulder.
He sets his blade away, turning to make his way to leave the room but pauses at the door and looks back with a tired smile. ]
I'll need you to keep trusting me. Even here.
[ He doesn't need to wait for an answer, since he'll leave not a moment after.
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