twinfoxtails:
“Why are you feeling so sad about it? At least you’re doing something right. In Gensokyo, boys are pretty much just a waste of space, with their only use is to get a baby. But with current drugs, even that is stripped from them, huh?”
After all, with all the heroines and major figures in Gensokyo being women, what good is the men? Run a silly shop? Labor, perhaps?
“What? You’re trying to delay or something? I don’t know much, but-”
It was then the violet haired kasha realized something was amiss. She didn’t know what, but she could feel her own powers somehow… draining?
“… Lilian. We have to go. Now. Something’s nullifying our powers.”
“What are you talking about? My flames are just f-…”
It was just then the blonde finally noticed.
Even when they actually tried to ignite their flames at full force, it was nothing but a small ember in their fingertips. Make sense, after all, with all the carbon dioxide replacing the oxygen in the area.
“That’s a silly question, but if I have to answer, I guess the biggest poison would be your stupid face right now. But me and my partner will take my leave, and we’ll forget this ever happened if you walk away now, hm?”
They may not know what was the cause, but they ARE planning to flee the area.
“Smell that? The lovely scent of grass, emboldened by the Carbon Dioxide... But wait, how is it that the scent has reached you if there’s no air to carry it to you. Simple, really, that’s not grass you’re smelling.”
Medicine has replaced much of the oxygen in the air bubble with something else. She closes in the bubble, pushing it all together, condensing it. It smells a bit like rotten hay...
“You wanted me to feel pain... then you, poisonous yourselves, should feel pain too.”
The gas has already seeped into their lungs and clothes, and yet... the two of them will feel no pain. Despite the overwhelming smell of grass and hay, they will feel no symptoms.
Medicine visibly relaxes, and a corridor would open in the CO2, leaving the pair an escape route.
“There you go, you’re free to go. Have fun~! May your lungs be forever dyed as black as your hearts.”
As the other two flee, Medicine strolls towards the mouth of old hell, humming a marching tune.
Those two won’t feel any pain for another twenty-four hours, where then they’d experience severe difficulty breather, agony in their veins, convulsing muscles, and constant vomiting.











