[amidst the encroaching emptiness, he feels it—the flash of pain as kaeya stabs the sword through his throat without mercy. pain, and then just the briefest flicker of relief. (and an apology to kaeya, and to susato, whose last request he could not fulfill.
while I want this person caught, I also demand of you that you will show them every ounce of compassion that you once showed to me.
in the end, being kind to himself was too difficult.)
but it's a swift death, and so, in that moment, everything goes blank. no more hurting, no more despair, no more grief.
he falls to the ground, blood pooling and dyeing the snow a bright red.
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while I want this person caught, I also demand of you that you will show them every ounce of compassion that you once showed to me.
in the end, being kind to himself was too difficult.)
but it's a swift death, and so, in that moment, everything goes blank. no more hurting, no more despair, no more grief.
he falls to the ground, blood pooling and dyeing the snow a bright red.
rochalízo apó amonlogia is dead.]