g o n e ,

yet...

[askphantomkurusu]

p e r h a p s  y o u  s h o u l d  l o o k  a  b i t  c l o s e r.

i  a m  t h o u . . .

[lithalos]

when im gone chapter three: akechi finally, finally gets answers.

[askphantomkurusu]

[he doesn’t seem to want to answer; you aren’t sure he’d be entirely honest anyways.]

[askphantomkurusu]

G o n e .  I  h o p e  t h e y  a r e  h a p p y ,  w h e r e v e r  t h e y  a r e .

[he’s upset.]

[askphantomkurusu]

W e l l ?

[the presence feels faint, almost tired. it won’t meet your gaze, but it offers a smile.]

[askphantomkurusu]

H a p p y ,  i n d e e d . . .

[it’s no longer cold; that’s almost worse.]

[askphantomkurusu]

N a t u r a l l y.

[the air is unnaturally cold; the presence doesn’t feel hostile, not yet, but something doesn’t feel right.]

[askphantomkurusu]

i ‘ m  s u r e  y o u  h a v e  s o m e  q u e s t i o n s . . .

[there’s a chill in the air; someone is here... or perhaps, something is here.]