[ Comments so it's here but no, sever those ties. A sinking feeling that.. allowing themselves this, it feels almost wrong. (Why? Why can't something good for them happen for once?)
Something about the Universe. It... leads. The guilt is a lot. Heavy. Heavy heavy. Everything is suffocating. But they will still aim to sever.
Since when has suffering been more familiar than anything else? ]
[ She keeps having the dreams and the blips in reality where something looks horribly wrong. Perhaps it isn't constant, but it's enough that over time it leaves her questioning even in the moments of peace.
[Siffrin can sever their ties sooner, and Koharu later. The end result is the same, really. Siffrin awakens from the nightmare into their bed, and the other three in their room are there sitting with them. Each member of their precious family, all here to see them off.]
You're really gonna head out, huh? [From Isabeau, who looks sad in a kind of tired way, but offers little else by way of resistance. Mirabelle reaches for their hands to hold, her expression one of familiar concern.]
Oh, Sif... It's going to be really hard out there. I don't know how you do it—how you're going to do it.
[Odile reaches out last, setting a hand atop their head briefly.]
The decision's set, though, so there's no coming back. Try not to have any more regrets.
[With Koharu, she gets to enjoy a bit more time within the dream. She gets to live this peaceful lie, and the ghosts that inhabit this false world with her don't at all condemn her for choosing to do so. But when she finally decides that enough is enough and it's time to break the ties, Aki turns to face her, sighing, dropping whatever conversation they'd been in the middle of having like an actor breaking through the fourth wall.]
So. I guess this is goodbye, then. Even if it was just for a little while, was it a good dream, at least? I think you deserve that much. ...Love you, Koharu. Don't forget it, okay?
[Maybe they do deserve a little rest, a little peace. Maybe they don't. Maybe the guilt from the mistakes they've made and can't undo outweighs their desire to keep living a life unearned, or maybe it's just the discomfort of holding onto a sweet lie even as the bitter, painful truth continues trying to break in.
With the choice made, the world fades around the two of them, taking their ideal homes, their peaceful lives, and their friends, family, and loved ones along with it. In the blackness that follows, they smell smoke, fire. Looking down, they're standing in the field of burning lycoris noirges. The flames rise up, engulfing them quickly and sending them to where they need to be.
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Something about the Universe. It... leads. The guilt is a lot. Heavy. Heavy heavy. Everything is suffocating. But they will still aim to sever.
Since when has suffering been more familiar than anything else? ]
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Still... Is this what reality is supposed to be?
That can't be right. No thank you. ]
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You're really gonna head out, huh? [From Isabeau, who looks sad in a kind of tired way, but offers little else by way of resistance. Mirabelle reaches for their hands to hold, her expression one of familiar concern.]
Oh, Sif... It's going to be really hard out there. I don't know how you do it—how you're going to do it.
[Odile reaches out last, setting a hand atop their head briefly.]
The decision's set, though, so there's no coming back. Try not to have any more regrets.
[With Koharu, she gets to enjoy a bit more time within the dream. She gets to live this peaceful lie, and the ghosts that inhabit this false world with her don't at all condemn her for choosing to do so. But when she finally decides that enough is enough and it's time to break the ties, Aki turns to face her, sighing, dropping whatever conversation they'd been in the middle of having like an actor breaking through the fourth wall.]
So. I guess this is goodbye, then. Even if it was just for a little while, was it a good dream, at least? I think you deserve that much. ...Love you, Koharu. Don't forget it, okay?
[Maybe they do deserve a little rest, a little peace. Maybe they don't. Maybe the guilt from the mistakes they've made and can't undo outweighs their desire to keep living a life unearned, or maybe it's just the discomfort of holding onto a sweet lie even as the bitter, painful truth continues trying to break in.
With the choice made, the world fades around the two of them, taking their ideal homes, their peaceful lives, and their friends, family, and loved ones along with it. In the blackness that follows, they smell smoke, fire. Looking down, they're standing in the field of burning lycoris noirges. The flames rise up, engulfing them quickly and sending them to where they need to be.
Back to Hades with you, sinners.]