[ Jeez, tell a man you owe them once and suddenly everything comes stacking in. Though, he does note the lack of insistence from the connection despite the man's words.
Jin nearly jumps at the touch, but her mood seems to come right on back as the fox's tail wags again and flops against Niah. Waving her right paw, look! It's better! ]
This book has some discussion about angels being seen in the skies. There are also multiple instances of the Church being mentioned but... a lot of this is too damaged to read. [ His attention seems glued with the book in his hands. ]
I also read that as well, though it didn't detail exactly what happened. To know that angels showed up here in the first place is a sign.
[ He peers over to see the book while Niah looks at the paw. Good. ]
I still have questions about what we found in the garden.
[ A broken statue shattered to pieces and one of those pieces saying "tyrant." Unfortunately, Joonghyuk steps on a small piece of strange glass and a memory plays for them.
This is the 1863rd regression... Your 1864th life and you've accepted the proposal from your leader to become the villain of this story, the enemy of the world. You betrayed everyone that loved you to kindle the flames of hatred. You kill off your emotions so you can attack anyone and everyone in your path. You do this because she promised you that she will find you a grave.
She said if she could gather everyone under one banner, then she will be able to find a way to end your regressions. She's reliable. She's resourceful. Cunning... You trust her.
You play your role.
You stand at one of the tallest peaks of Seoul where the apocalypse dragon is sealed. All you need to do is use the sword in your hand to "unseal" it, though you know better. Your leader's plan is to use a different sword than what was prophesized. Instead of releasing the dragon, it would instead expand the seal to engulf the whole world.
... The scenarios would stop. Everything would stop. You would stop. Finally, this world can be untouched by the scenarios, lulled into a deep sleep.
You're stuck in your misery, following orders like the minion you are, but as you approach the seal, a clear thought comes to mind. It's a name in the haze. One of the people who fights in the backdrop against your leader and your former companions. That's right, there's a battle here. It's hard for you to tell when your senses are so muddled. All you know how to do is destroy and kill. You have no target here, only a mission.
While your leader and former companions only have animosity for you, this man doesn't. He looks at you like you're a person, like you're human.
「 Kim Dokja. 」
You turn to look at Kim Dokja, this anamoly of a man that showed up out of nowhere and showed you a world you've never seen... You grip your Heaven Shaking Sword as you recollect what you saw that night when you threatened this entity that lived inside the other man. The Fourth Wall told you of a beautiful story when you interrogated it. It was a world where no one you loved needed to be sacrificed... A world where you didn't need to be a villain. For this moment, you forget about the scenario and the apocalypse dragon that dares to wake.
You break out of your sea of despair and your senses sharpen. The world doesn't seem so much like a blur and you can see the other man's face properly. The monotone colors are washed away as color starts to fill everything in. You don't say anything. Instead, you only piece together words in your mind—for some reason, you're sure Kim Dokja can hear you.
「 The world that you showed, does it really exist? 」
Kim Dokja doesn't answer you, but his mouth is agape as he tries to find the words. Your leader shouts why are you hesitating. Use the sword to expand the seal. Didn't you ask her to put an end to this all? Didn't you want to die?
You turn to her.
“I want to die.”
They're such familiar words... They haunt your mind almost every single day for the past tens of thousands of years. But this time, there's something else. Something familiar, though it shines so much brighter than you've ever experienced.
「 I want to live. 」
“I want to finish it here.”
「 If there is a chance, like the world I saw… 」
A part of you can't help but hope... And that part of you is the one who wins. You no longer want to be a character in a story. You want to write your own ending. A happy one. Just like the world Kim Dokja came from—the 3rd regression round where Kim Dokja exists.
[ Once the memory ends, he sighs. It takes a moment to shake it off and he glances down at the same time that Jin comes trotting over. She stops before she can touch it, of course. Growling softly at the glass as if it offended them. ]
...I thought I cleared this place of the glass the last time I was here.
[ His words are a bit grumbled, also looking down while he thinks of that memory. It's technically what started it all... maybe. He remembers it as clear as day. How different that line had been up until the very end.
His hands fiddle with the book in his hand. Admittedly, he's a bit cautious to move and be caught unaware of another shard of glass he may have missed. ]
[ 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. ]
[ Dokja watches the glass crumble nevertheless, keeping still, and suddenly finds his gaze flicker up at the inquiry. He blinks a few before he looks away. It's harder when he can feel those emotions with those words.
He closes his mouth before he speaks again. ]
I thought about it at the time. I just assumed I would better help in that worldline. I just thought that... no matter what, I couldn't let you die.
[ He didn't want to see that world die. To succumb to such a fate that left the protagonist in an endless loop. ]
But I'm here now. And was still with everyone, with the Most Ancient Dream.
[ He goes quiet. Jin's attention, however, is on where Niah is lounging and goes running over to join him. ..Bad idea, since she runs over a glass as she does. | and a song for your music needs. ]
[ When you awake to your senses, it's filled with nothing but pain. Your body has been torn apart again and again- enough to cause your mind to break down. Despite this shock, your body was still alive. Your party members were shocked by your miserable appearance but they shouldn't stop. It is not meant to be for you to live. You stare at your loyal and dependable companions, exhausted and tired. Forced to fight you despite not wanting to, pressured to by your words and encouragement. Each of them filled with despair, that they would have to strike you down just to live. However, it had to be this way. If not you- then who else? It was better that it was you that was in this position. ]
Con... tinue.
[ If they didn't do it now, there wouldn’t be another chance.
[A few constellations have noticed your sacrifice.] [Many constellations are amazed by your will.]
However, if there was one person you could rely on to finish the job, it was him.
"Kim Dokja." Yoo Jonghyuk had risen from the stone wall and was watching you.
You almost laugh at the expression he makes. He can't change what has already happened, and he knows that. Because it's Yoo Joonghyuk, he has already accepted that he would have to kill you. That's what you think even as you can see that he believes it should be him in this spot and not you.
When Yoo Joonghyuk rushes to you, every hit with his blade against your body makes you feel weaker and weaker. He doesn't say anything but his despair is conveyed every time the blade cuts you. You know this isn't enough. You know it and he knows it. You usher him to use the proper blade- he hesitates with a response, gaze hard as he stares at you.
"...If I use this, you can't b̶̗̬̹̲̌̓́̿̈́́́̆é̵̢̢̢͔̰͎̖̬̰͉̺̳̦͚̈́͆̍̽͑͠ ̶̳̂̉̇͗͑r̶̥̤̠̜͎̜̦̳̉͐̀̐̏̽̒̇̑̊̂͋̾͘̚͜e̷̢̧̯̫͖̟̜͍̮̙͔̺͛͗͒̔̃̋̎́͝ͅs̶̨̞̙̲͎̙̻̞̠̘̾͆͒̌̋̚̚̕ṵ̵͚̺̞̝̟̠͎̳͍͎̊͜r̶̨͓͕͊̂̉͛̌r̵̺͖̄̔͛̆̊̇͌̔̐͋͌̓̂͝ę̴̳͇̹̻̼̰̏̏̽̌̽̒͜ͅc̵̜̾̚ţ̷̠̭̜̱̉̔̑̎͝ẹ̵̅̾͂̃͋̈́͛͒͋͑͗͝͠͝d̶̮̅͐̀͂̾͘."
Yoo Joonghyuk thinks too much and you know this. You know he's worried about the scenario being ruined, however now was the time to use that blade. It had to be done if they hoped to win. Text appears on the screen beside you in that moment.
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ feels despair.] [The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ is sighing deeply.] [The constellation ‘Queen of the Darkest Spring’ is holding her breath.]
Yes... you're aware that by that blade, all of your chances of coming back may be gone. This could be your final farewell.
The party members were running. They cried, screamed or were filled with deep anger. Everyone was coming towards you. Your vision gradually diminishes and all the characters became the landscape. You saw them and laughed.
「 Incarnation Kim Dokja will be killed by the person he loves most. 」
You had forgotten. All prophecies couldn't be interpreted literally. In this Star Stream, people were stories.
[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ is looking at you.] [The constellation ‘Maritime War God’ is looking at you.]
As the gazes of countless stars in the sky poured towards you, a story was running towards you. Parents, friends and lovers were all stories. This wasn’t the Ways of Survival you knew but— It was a story more wonderful than Ways of Survival.
[A constellation of a small planet is looking at you.] [All the constellations on the Korean Peninsula are looking at you.]
It was your story. You laughed as Yoo Jonghyuk's sword pierced your heart.
[ Your fate has been realized. ]
Your body slowly sinks down and you can feel Yoo Jonghyuk hold onto you. “Kim Dokja.” You choke a bit on blood, spilling from your lips as your peer at the man with a smile. ]
It was a really great story. İ̵̧̢̢̧̠̟̜̰̯͇̈́̆̓͑͐s̸̖̬̐̾͌̂̒̚n̵̢̨̡̯̝̭̯̲̳͛̀̓̓̍̎̓͘̚͜'̷̡̫̝͇̖̎͗̀ţ̴̧̭̙̮̬̣̺̰̤͙͐̀̂̊͌̾̉̓̇̌͜͝͝͝ ̸̛̘͉̻͍̬͌̓̾̊̅͛̇t̷̡̛̗̦̲̝͍̝̲͙͉̼̖̯̻̱̒̍̓͂̔̄̏́͗͘͠h̴̨̘̆͜a̷̛̦̹͇̻͎̞̺̪̥̾̾́̊́̀͑͂̂͝ṫ̷͉͐̃ ̵̘̿̀̀̄̓͒̍͜ṟ̶͍̼̲͎̳̞̈̇̈̒̉̾̄̅̍͐̿̈́̑̉͝į̴̮̗̜̠̥͓͈͒̊́͌̚͝͝͝g̷̢̣̘͔͈͙͚̖̬͈͋̓̌̾͐͊͐͐͑͝ͅḧ̸̨̨̛̺̙̙̳̼̤̣͕̣̝̲́̽̏̋͒̐͜͝t̸̨̛̠͖̞̲̺̩̦͔̖͙͉̞̝͈̊̂̎̈̒̀̈́͒͒͐͊͠?̷͉̬̲̬͎̇̎͂̀͊̓͠
[ Yoo Jonghyuk stares down at you silently. You couldn’t find any words and just watched. It was as if you had always been meant to do this. That's what you believe.
[The effect of the Heavenly Sword of Gathering Clouds has destroyed all remaining extra lives.] [You can no longer resurrect.]
You finally look up at the sky. The clusters of nebulae were in the center of the night sky. Vedas, Olympus, Papyrus... You would never forget what they had done. Then the sky blinked.
[The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ doesn’t wish for your death.]
The stars shone brightly as if in response to your will.
[The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ doesn’t wish for your death.] [The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ doesn’t wish for your death.] [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ doesn’t wish for your death.]
You look at the sky and laugh. Due to these guys, you hated the constellations but you couldn't hate the story. ]
[ The power of the demon king disappeared and at the same time, strength drained from you. A small black hole appeared in the air behind you. Your body was slowly being sucked into it. Your legs, your torso, your arms... it's a strange sensation as they turned into powder and were slowly being sucked in.
[ He watches the memory... It is the other half of his own. They're of the same story and yet they're different—different renditions, perspectives, and emotions. He never mulled over it early in the scenarios, but he's learned there are so many pieces of a story. Everyone has a piece to one.
He finally can ask what he couldn't the day before. With these memories, it keeps reminding him of how many times they must lose Kim Dokja. The wounds fester, reliving them and those emotions all over again. ]
[ As they recover from the memory, Jin shakes it off and continues her path to where Niah is lounging, pausing in front of him with a low tail wag before she leans to gingerly nip his jaw and flop herself onto the daemon. As if there's no such thing as personal space here.
Dokja shifts a little where he stands, a bit closer, just enough to barely register that he's right next to Joonghyuk. It's that festering feeling that pushes him. He leans his side against his companion, just ever so slightly. Cautious and careful. ]
Why wouldn't I? It's a story that I love. I want to see it until the very end alongside everyone. [ And it's true. He does believe in that, it can be felt in the confidence, even if there's a lingering feeling of self-deprecating. He doesn't think he deserves it, but he would like to be able to. However, it's the same that he'll take up whatever is necessary to give them that end, even if it means he won't make it there with them. ]
[ Niah is fine with it, though he rests his head on the floor with his ears pinned back. The feelings... Are not good, but they lighten up when he feels Dokja's weight leaning against him. They were never the touchy sort—considering most of the time Joonghyuk tries to attack Dokja, shakes him by the neck, or throws him—so it is a different feeling.
It's comforting because Joonghyuk does wonder from time to time if the Dokja here is real. They've only fought alongside each other for four years, but it feels so much longer, like they've known each other forever. He doesn't want to let that go.
A happy ending without everyone there, without Kim Dokja, is that truly a happy ending?
He knows what Dokja means. He knows that Dokja only plans to stay with them up to the subway car, that he has another plan to make sure he fulfills his promise of being there with them yet also being elsewhere. He knows... He knows the future that this Kim Dokja doesn't and it's such a lonely feeling. His thumb brushes against the corner of a page as he searches for words.
What he and the rest of their companions want is for Kim Dokja to stay after the end, to be a part of it.
You're a liar.
Before he can even utter those words, the curfew knocks them the fuck out. ]
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[ Jeez, tell a man you owe them once and suddenly everything comes stacking in. Though, he does note the lack of insistence from the connection despite the man's words.
Jin nearly jumps at the touch, but her mood seems to come right on back as the fox's tail wags again and flops against Niah. Waving her right paw, look! It's better! ]
This book has some discussion about angels being seen in the skies. There are also multiple instances of the Church being mentioned but... a lot of this is too damaged to read. [ His attention seems glued with the book in his hands. ]
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[ He peers over to see the book while Niah looks at the paw. Good. ]
I still have questions about what we found in the garden.
[ A broken statue shattered to pieces and one of those pieces saying "tyrant." Unfortunately, Joonghyuk steps on a small piece of strange glass and a memory plays for them.Again. Why. ]
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...I thought I cleared this place of the glass the last time I was here.
[ His words are a bit grumbled, also looking down while he thinks of that memory. It's technically what started it all... maybe. He remembers it as clear as day. How different that line had been up until the very end.
His hands fiddle with the book in his hand. Admittedly, he's a bit cautious to move and be caught unaware of another shard of glass he may have missed. ]
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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. ]
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He closes his mouth before he speaks again. ]
I thought about it at the time. I just assumed I would better help in that worldline. I just thought that... no matter what, I couldn't let you die.
[ He didn't want to see that world die. To succumb to such a fate that left the protagonist in an endless loop. ]
But I'm here now. And was still with everyone, with the Most Ancient Dream.
[ He goes quiet. Jin's attention, however, is on where Niah is lounging and goes running over to join him. ..Bad idea, since she runs over a glass as she does. | and a song for your music needs. ]
[ When you awake to your senses, it's filled with nothing but pain. Your body has been torn apart again and again- enough to cause your mind to break down. Despite this shock, your body was still alive. Your party members were shocked by your miserable appearance but they shouldn't stop. It is not meant to be for you to live. You stare at your loyal and dependable companions, exhausted and tired. Forced to fight you despite not wanting to, pressured to by your words and encouragement. Each of them filled with despair, that they would have to strike you down just to live. However, it had to be this way. If not you- then who else? It was better that it was you that was in this position. ]
Con... tinue.
[ If they didn't do it now, there wouldn’t be another chance.
[A few constellations have noticed your sacrifice.]
[Many constellations are amazed by your will.]
However, if there was one person you could rely on to finish the job, it was him.
"Kim Dokja." Yoo Jonghyuk had risen from the stone wall and was watching you.
You almost laugh at the expression he makes. He can't change what has already happened, and he knows that. Because it's Yoo Joonghyuk, he has already accepted that he would have to kill you. That's what you think even as you can see that he believes it should be him in this spot and not you.
When Yoo Joonghyuk rushes to you, every hit with his blade against your body makes you feel weaker and weaker. He doesn't say anything but his despair is conveyed every time the blade cuts you. You know this isn't enough. You know it and he knows it. You usher him to use the proper blade- he hesitates with a response, gaze hard as he stares at you.
"...If I use this, you can't b̶̗̬̹̲̌̓́̿̈́́́̆é̵̢̢̢͔̰͎̖̬̰͉̺̳̦͚̈́͆̍̽͑͠ ̶̳̂̉̇͗͑r̶̥̤̠̜͎̜̦̳̉͐̀̐̏̽̒̇̑̊̂͋̾͘̚͜e̷̢̧̯̫͖̟̜͍̮̙͔̺͛͗͒̔̃̋̎́͝ͅs̶̨̞̙̲͎̙̻̞̠̘̾͆͒̌̋̚̚̕ṵ̵͚̺̞̝̟̠͎̳͍͎̊͜r̶̨͓͕͊̂̉͛̌r̵̺͖̄̔͛̆̊̇͌̔̐͋͌̓̂͝ę̴̳͇̹̻̼̰̏̏̽̌̽̒͜ͅc̵̜̾̚ţ̷̠̭̜̱̉̔̑̎͝ẹ̵̅̾͂̃͋̈́͛͒͋͑͗͝͠͝d̶̮̅͐̀͂̾͘."
Yoo Joonghyuk thinks too much and you know this. You know he's worried about the scenario being ruined, however now was the time to use that blade. It had to be done if they hoped to win. Text appears on the screen beside you in that moment.
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ feels despair.]
[The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ is sighing deeply.]
[The constellation ‘Queen of the Darkest Spring’ is holding her breath.]
Yes... you're aware that by that blade, all of your chances of coming back may be gone. This could be your final farewell.
The party members were running. They cried, screamed or were filled with deep anger. Everyone was coming towards you. Your vision gradually diminishes and all the characters became the landscape. You saw them and laughed.
You had forgotten. All prophecies couldn't be interpreted literally. In this Star Stream, people were stories.
[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ is looking at you.]
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is looking at you.]
[The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ is looking at you.]
[The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ is looking at you.]
[The constellation ‘Maritime War God’ is looking at you.]
As the gazes of countless stars in the sky poured towards you, a story was running towards you. Parents, friends and lovers were all stories. This wasn’t the Ways of Survival you knew but— It was a story more wonderful than Ways of Survival.
[A constellation of a small planet is looking at you.]
[All the constellations on the Korean Peninsula are looking at you.]
It was your story. You laughed as Yoo Jonghyuk's sword pierced your heart.
Your body slowly sinks down and you can feel Yoo Jonghyuk hold onto you. “Kim Dokja.” You choke a bit on blood, spilling from your lips as your peer at the man with a smile. ]
It was a really great story. İ̵̧̢̢̧̠̟̜̰̯͇̈́̆̓͑͐s̸̖̬̐̾͌̂̒̚n̵̢̨̡̯̝̭̯̲̳͛̀̓̓̍̎̓͘̚͜'̷̡̫̝͇̖̎͗̀ţ̴̧̭̙̮̬̣̺̰̤͙͐̀̂̊͌̾̉̓̇̌͜͝͝͝ ̸̛̘͉̻͍̬͌̓̾̊̅͛̇t̷̡̛̗̦̲̝͍̝̲͙͉̼̖̯̻̱̒̍̓͂̔̄̏́͗͘͠h̴̨̘̆͜a̷̛̦̹͇̻͎̞̺̪̥̾̾́̊́̀͑͂̂͝ṫ̷͉͐̃ ̵̘̿̀̀̄̓͒̍͜ṟ̶͍̼̲͎̳̞̈̇̈̒̉̾̄̅̍͐̿̈́̑̉͝į̴̮̗̜̠̥͓͈͒̊́͌̚͝͝͝g̷̢̣̘͔͈͙͚̖̬͈͋̓̌̾͐͊͐͐͑͝ͅḧ̸̨̨̛̺̙̙̳̼̤̣͕̣̝̲́̽̏̋͒̐͜͝t̸̨̛̠͖̞̲̺̩̦͔̖͙͉̞̝͈̊̂̎̈̒̀̈́͒͒͐͊͠?̷͉̬̲̬͎̇̎͂̀͊̓͠
[ Yoo Jonghyuk stares down at you silently. You couldn’t find any words and just watched. It was as if you had always been meant to do this. That's what you believe.
[The effect of the Heavenly Sword of Gathering Clouds has destroyed all remaining extra lives.]
[You can no longer resurrect.]
You finally look up at the sky. The clusters of nebulae were in the center of the night sky. Vedas, Olympus, Papyrus... You would never forget what they had done. Then the sky blinked.
[The constellation ‘Prisoner of the Golden Headband’ doesn’t wish for your death.]
The stars shone brightly as if in response to your will.
[The constellation ‘Abyssal Black Flame Dragon’ doesn’t wish for your death.]
[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ doesn’t wish for your death.]
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ doesn’t wish for your death.]
You look at the sky and laugh. Due to these guys, you hated the constellations but you couldn't hate the story. ]
Let’s meet again, Ȳ̶̪̟̣̹̱͉̩̻̬̾̉͜͝ͅò̶̧͚̺͎̤̮͓͉͈̳̈́̉̌͐̆͑̔͋͋͐̅̈́̕͜ô̵̱͕͈͇̗͔̬̭̤̯̿͠ ̶̯͈̩͎̗̪̇͗͝J̸̛͎̼͓̟̘͊͌͋̅̌̀̓ǫ̵̡̖̽͒̒͑͛̾̕͝ơ̷̡̢̪͍̭̲̠̹͔̜̈́̇̀̃̽̍̇̕n̸̨̡̢̗͍̘̺̪̳̭͕̖͚̘̏ģ̷̡͕̟̟͇̹̠̻̝͂̓͊̅́̀͆̏̈́̀͠͝h̶̨͔̻͈̮̤̰̰̱̹̖̘͎̮͙̅̓̈͗̑̉̄͌̎̍̿͛͆͒͠ỳ̶̼̬̮̹́̓͒̋̒̊̀̕͜ͅu̴̧͕͈̬̭̤̩̿͆́̚͜k̵͎͚͙̙̙̯̮̝͙̭̜̣̱̟̾̅̍̊̐͆̂̄̀̏̐̉̈̕̚͜.̵̧̘̼͖̘͖̖͙̍̇̾̾̈́̚
[ The power of the demon king disappeared and at the same time, strength drained from you. A small black hole appeared in the air behind you. Your body was slowly being sucked into it. Your legs, your torso, your arms... it's a strange sensation as they turned into powder and were slowly being sucked in.
"̸̢̧͎̭͚̞̥̲̗̻̮̎̀̈́̓͋̓͌́͘̚ͅK̶̢̡̢̨͈͕͔͖̘̲͉̱̏͂̈̓̑ȋ̷̢̺͉͎͇͈̖̜̱̗̺͒̕m̷̧͔̯̮̅̊̿̅͆͗ ̴̢̡̧̨̹̗̖̥̘͙̟͇͌͑̓̎̔̃̓̆͒̈͂̄͐͌̎ͅD̷̨̛̻̱̲̼͈̺̤̬̞͚̘͋͝o̷̡̬͇̲̬͙̲̼̹͉̘͋͗̊̆̿͒̀͊͗̅̂͘͜͝ķ̸̧̭̼̪̭̘͔̥̣̩̰͕̪͈̍͛̀̾̾̔̍̈̿j̴̟̤̞̞̘̻̄̍̏̓̾͗͑́́̇̆̕á̵̢̡̛͙̞͈͚̬̪̣͑͊̓̌͛̽͐͗̓͠!̷̡̻͖̬̖̰̻͓̭͎̲̠̬̳̉͗̈́̔̊̿͐̌͗̈́͜ ̸̜̥̖̻͎́̅̔̓̌̈́̃̊̈͂̊̚͝N̶̻̖͉̞͔̮̭͖͉̘̜͙̖̯͌̓̒̀ȯ̸͎̗̝̳̳͗̓̿̆͐̏̉̔̐̇̃͜͜!̴̠͓̤̘̹́̈́̆̀͘͠ ̶̡̤̖͎̔̉͐͐̃́̓̈͒̋̕̚Ḱ̷͔̰́̒̌̌̕ì̷̢̢͉̳̯̠̯̱͙̍̓̒̊̈̚͜͜͝m̴̻̥̎̄͛̄̌́̍̋̅͊͛̓͘͠ ̴͓̯̀͜Ḑ̷̦̖͙̝͖̃̏o̴̯͓̫̙͍͇̗̣͛͘ͅk̷̛̼̼͕̿̇̅͑̉̉̅̐̓̚͠͝j̴̧̧̛͈̭̹͔̯͙͖̘͖́̆͗͛̾̂̀̓̾̾͝a̸̡͚͈͖͖͕̲̯͓̜̫̲̞̮̔̂́̿̅̉́̃̒͒̑̓̅!̵̡̛̱̦̫̳͗̈̓̀̆̃͘͜ͅ"̴̧̛͚͉̪̫̼̳͎̗̤̈́͊̒͘͠
At the last moment, he tightly held you by the neck. However, it was already too late.
Your vision turns black and you are sucked into an empty void. ]
[ That memory again. ]
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He finally can ask what he couldn't the day before. With these memories, it keeps reminding him of how many times they must lose Kim Dokja. The wounds fester, reliving them and those emotions all over again. ]
But will you stay?
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Dokja shifts a little where he stands, a bit closer, just enough to barely register that he's right next to Joonghyuk. It's that festering feeling that pushes him. He leans his side against his companion, just ever so slightly. Cautious and careful. ]
Why wouldn't I? It's a story that I love. I want to see it until the very end alongside everyone. [ And it's true. He does believe in that, it can be felt in the confidence, even if there's a lingering feeling of self-deprecating. He doesn't think he deserves it, but he would like to be able to. However, it's the same that he'll take up whatever is necessary to give them that end, even if it means he won't make it there with them. ]
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It's comforting because Joonghyuk does wonder from time to time if the Dokja here is real. They've only fought alongside each other for four years, but it feels so much longer, like they've known each other forever. He doesn't want to let that go.
A happy ending without everyone there, without Kim Dokja, is that truly a happy ending?
He knows what Dokja means. He knows that Dokja only plans to stay with them up to the subway car, that he has another plan to make sure he fulfills his promise of being there with them yet also being elsewhere. He knows... He knows the future that this Kim Dokja doesn't and it's such a lonely feeling. His thumb brushes against the corner of a page as he searches for words.
What he and the rest of their companions want is for Kim Dokja to stay after the end, to be a part of it.
You're a liar.
Before he can even utter those words, the curfew knocks them the fuck out. ]