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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

Kirsa was curled up in a ball, like a child. Memories of her childhood kept flowing into her mind. Maman! Papan! "SHUT UP!!" She shouted as she covered her ears, as the knives multiplied and shot out at a faster rate.
 
Revnoir did nothing, wanting to just curl into himself and never come out. Everywhere he went, the ones he loved were hurt either emotionally, physically, or both. It was his fault. It was all his fault, nobody else's. He wanted to disappear.


He wanted it all to just end. He wanted to go back and change everything.



Revnoir's Thread sat there with Kirsa, and despite its lack of movement, it watched her. Silently, it hoped her to be better soon.
 
"Stop this!"


"No. I am protecting you."



"Y-You're hurting everyone!!"






A small whimper escaped her lips as a weak and trembling thread came out and pointed at Kirsa's back. It shook lightly before it thickened, shooting through Kirsa. The thread impaled through her chest and core. The water threads dissipated into a pool of water around her. A large pool of blood forming as she laid there silently.
 
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Revnoir watched her fall, eyes wide. He saw at the corner of his eye Kirsa collapse.


Revnoir. It's over now, you can't save them both. Just give them their deaths, it's the best for them. They won't have to deal with it all anymore.


Revnoir kept staring, tears rolling down his face. Everything on his body was normal now, but he didn't feel like anything was normal. Everything was wrong. All wrong. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to be able to save everyone. Instead, he had two innocent bystanders killed.



He didn't know if either of them could be saved, but his shock kept him from moving.
 
Her gaze was shrouded by tears as she tried to cope with the pain. Kirsa's small frame shook lightly on the floor as she struggled to support herself. She looked over at Mia and then Revnoir. Slowly, she turned to Krev. There was a possibility to save Mia. "S-Save.. h.. her.." Kirsa finally said, pointing at the girl. There was no way to save her, especially with a large hole in her chest. She collapsed back onto the floor.
 
Krev watched Kirsa slowly fading away. Even his face was grim. "As you wish. She will be saved."
 
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Revnoir slowly put his feet underneath him, and stared down at Mia. "Krev. Make sure she lives, got it?" He said weakly. "I'll take care of Kirsa..."
 
( She's not dead, first of all.. e ve)


She laid there silently, her eyes murky as she struggled to stay awake. Kirsa shook slightly.
 
Revnoir trudged over to her, and picked her up in his arms. A nurse had been watching (like whaddafuuuuuuuu meh geed wtf is going on I should do something. Not today, Satan not today) and quickly snapped out of her shock and fear, and hurried over to tend to Kirsa. She called for a doctor, who came quickly.


"It'll be alright, Kirsa..." He lay her carefully on one of the beds. and gave the doctors some space. Things happened so quickly.
 
Kirsa looked up at him, her hand shakily reaching for his. More tears had formed in her eyes before she became limp. The doctors then worked to attempt to stabilize her.
 
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Eve giggled and looked around herself, enjoying being carried. She played a bit with her hair and then looked up at Vayne, smiling to him.
Vayne got to the top of the tower the stairs were tiring but he managed get there, he looks at the view "I miss this" he said.
 
Yato was wandering the castle. No reason. No purpose. No help. He was lost. Physically. And especially mentally. Yato dragged his hand across the wall. He had no where to go. He was ignorant. Mind wiped.
 
Meanwhile, the cold began to sting at Leah's somehow-still-alive-but-still-unfeeling body. Her pace was pallid and contrasted starkly to the scarlet staining it, her nose and fingers bright red with both colour and blood.
 
Yato dug into his pockets. To see if anything could hint to where he was. He felt a small box. Felt a bit expensive. He took the box out of his pocket and examined it. On the top, it had words threaded into it. "To Leah". Suddenly, tears flowed and poured out of his eyes. But his face was emotionless as every. Yato opened it. It was a ring? A diamond ring.





"Why am I crying?"
 
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Yulier looked at the other, yawning. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes, and stared at him with a confused look. "Huh? Oh, yeah."
 
Aura chuckled. "Five years.... And you don't seem to have aged a day to me.... Your still as beautiful as the day we met."
 
Yulier let out a drowsy giggle. "Oh, I'm sure I've got some new wrinkles. You're just remembering things all weird."
 
Yulier just laughed, snuggling up to his chest. "You idiot, of course I've aged. It's not like I'm immortal or something."
 
"No, I'm not secretly three thousand years old and look like I'm twenty. Sorry, I can't fulfill your weird kinky fantasies."
 

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