- Chat between oc and characters (maybe even fic if I have time)
Some stuff to know me better:
Call me: Miro [Pronounce: They/them]
Fandom: A lot (but my corner post mostly about Morimens)
Questions that might appear:
N/A: Anything we should be mindful of first?
Miro: I post mostly sfw content. I can and normal with nsfw, is just that I choose not to post things relate to it too much. Maybe a joke or two but not occasionally.
N/A: Do you support a ship or more? Or have your own ship?
Miro: That depends I don't know many ship but I do enjoy the content. I also have my own ship but... It's more cutesy kind of thing instead of romance?
N/A: How long did you play Morimens?
Miro: I start playing around the start of March 2025 (quite new to the game yes.)
N/A: Who's your fav?
Miro: Kind of obvious, Tulu and most of the Aequor realm character. But also I like Pollux, Tinct and Hameln too.
N/A: What makes you into the game?
Miro: Pollux beauty on an ad in Instagram get me to the game. And then the aesthetic keep me playing, next up is the standard banner where I met Caecus. That's when I decide to actually pay attention and play properly, and somehow one day Tulu come into my account. Now I'm currently staying for the lore, Caecus and Tulu. And hoping for Pollux to come home soon too.
N/A: Write, draw or both?
Miro: I write occasionally, yes. Still practicing my drawing skills. If I'm confident enough. I might post it one day.
N/A: Any last messages?
Miro: I like slow slow burn a lot, so if anyone catch on what I'm doing. You might have already figure out my ship.
P/s: Always wellcome questions relate to my headcanon and oc.
Happy birthday to you my sunshine, my precious light. The one I always think of first to try many ideas. Of course also the one I will always looking out for!!!
Spoiler aleart: Next up is his commission, pretty pretty boy aleart!!!
By: Uranuss
I met this artist on Discord so... They might be on Facebook tho.
He look so pretty!!! I think I have fufill my life and can finally rest when I saw this final piece.
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Miro: Hehehehehehe
Tulu: ...
Miro: So~
Tulu: What?
Miro: What's your thought? Pretty boi, right?
Tulu: Can't say the otherwise...
Miro: Is it that hard to admit someone pretty!?
Zylio: Am I pretty?
Miro: Yes! *elbow Tulu*
Tulu: Yes, you are pretty. *mumble* Too pretty...
Zylio: What?
Miro: Haha, once again. Happy birthday my dear Zylio.
[Special Edition Series] Countdown 1 days until Zylio birthday (4)
I don't like this game, where is he?
-_-_-_-_-
Murphy: Zylio, can you stay here and help me for a bit?
Zylio: Sure, where to start?
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Aigis: Zy-Zylio! Can you assist Aigis in finish this stuff?
Zylio: Yeah, I can help you.
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Jenkins: Zylio, outside. Just needs some help.
Zylio: Okay...?
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Doll: Zylio.
Zylio: Uh... Let me guess, some help?
Doll: *obvious face*
Zylio: *sign* Where to start?
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Ramona: Zylio, hi.
Zylio: ... Right- Hi Ramona, uhm.. You need any help?
Ramona: No? Just pass by and thought to greet you.
Zylio: Oh-! Good good- yeah. How's your day?
Ramona: Not much, have you seen Caecus?
Zylio: No? I don't think so, maybe with Pollux?
Ramona: Pollux is currently looking for him right now.
Zylio: Want me to tag along and help you?
Ramona: If that's not too much.
Zylio: Let's just...go
-.-.-.-
Today is strange, everyone I know somehow have trouble that needs help. Not much but it is time consuming, also they all seem to keep me from looking for Keeper. Not sure why, maybe by instinct, or I'm just paranoid. Today Keeper also busy with Tulu. Is three day straight by now, what kind of assignment let you get back to Mythag for a rest and then occupied you a whole day for 3 day straight?
Seriously, I want to play with Greenie... I want to talk with Tulu. I need Tulu sarcasm for life!! But he's busy, too busy! What kind of stuff can make him ignore his sleep schedule to go all the way out? It's almost past 4, and no sign of him.
-_-_-_-_-
Zylio: Murphy, have you seen Tulu?
Murphy: Huh? Who are you talking about?
Zylio: Uh-huh??? Tulu? The king Miryam worship? Green hair, giant crow and a lot of green tentacles to boost his height?
Murphy: I don't know who you are talking about right now.
Zylio: ... Alright, my bad.
Murphy: Uh...huh.
.
Zylio: Ramona.
Ramona: Zylio, did you forget something?
Zylio: I just need to ask, where is Tulu?
Ramona: Who?
Zylio: Tulu, green hair and tentacles, large crown on his head.
Ramona: Is he... a new awakener?
Zylio: No-no... Maybe I'm wrong about something. Excuse me, I need to go.
Ramona: Okay?
.
There's a high possibility, a really high one, that Zylio simply doesn't believe in it. But then again, it can still happen. There are still a few ways to check it tho.
Miryam, for example.
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Miro: Zylio... what are you planning to do? Don't ruin your own birthday-
Jenkins: Why can't you both answer simply?? It's just kisses!
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Kiss huh... Well, most of the kiss I know come from fiction and media. They are simply just how people who... Have special affection toward other. And get reciprocate, in an equal way. Right, right.
How do they know which it's special for them? Do they just... Know? Don"t they feel scare of get the wrong one? Or even when they refuse and they-
-.-.-.-.-
Tulu: Zylio?
Greenie: *try to poke him*
Zylio: Huh? Hmm? Do you need something from me?
Tulu: You look pale, and you stop writing for half an hour staring at the pen that long too.
Zylio: Oh- Oh! Yeah, I just lost in thought for a bit. Don't worry.
Tulu: Mhm, tired?
Zylio: Maybe I am, I should get rest. This journal don't have to be written all over all the time.
Tulu: You know the drill.
Greenie: *grab both of them to settle on the bed*
Zylio: ...
Tulu: How... How's your day?
Zylio: Simple enough. Except the time when Lily ask us.. Y'know
Tulu: Uncomfortable?
Zylio: No- Not really. I don't have issue with that
Tulu: Want to tell me?
Zylio: Maybe not today, I might not be able to hug you right now
Tulu: Not an issue, just close your eyes. Rest.
Zylio: Good night Tulu.
Tulu: Good night Zyzy.
-_-_-_-_-
Miro: Sometime I enjoy a slow time of peace. And they both might needs it.
[Special Edition Series] Countdown 3 - 2 days until Zylio birthday (2) - (3)
Suspicious... What are they doing?
-.-.-.-.-
Recently, after the trip with Keeper. Tulu been acting... Strange. Not the bad kind of strange, just unusual for his antics. Usually he would go to sleep early and try to not go outside too much. But yesterday he gone pretty early. Around 7? That is trully a record... Should I make this day as a celebration for 'Tulu more active' day? Maybe not, he would be mad and restrict me from sweets more than before.
But hey! At least today I learn how to properly write a letter. Back in my home I don't even have time for these stuffs... Take a lot of time but I like it, my letter look great with all the decorate I try to put on. Just one problem, who should I send it to? While the decorate good, but I still have no names in mind to send to.
Maybe Keeper? No... Not sure what to write. Murphy? Not sure if she like it, she would prefer desserts. Caecus? Big nope, Pollux have a tendency to overthink stuff. Tinct? She might love it but not sure if she understand it tho. Miss Liz? Not that close to write something.
Why is it so hard to write my first letter to someone!
What about Tulu? Well... What to even write? I talk to him everyday. Does he even need it?
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I decide to send it to Miss Doll yesterday. A letter not too formal but also keep a good distance. She technically a professor, but some of my regard might be pointless to her.. Maybe she would feel a waste of time with my letter. Let's just brace myself to prepare for her talk- or maybe she would even ignore me due to send her something that wasting her time.
-_-_-_-_-
Keeper: What keep you delighted today, Prof.Doll?
Doll: My, my, you seem to be sharp today Keeper, would you be ready to submit your essays now?
Keeper: Please don't do this to me, I just recently come back.
Doll: Mhm, pray tell, what are you and Tulu were doing these days? There are no investigation right now to take a whole full day like that.
Keeper: Well...
Doll: Something relate to Zylio?
Keeper: How-
Doll: Tulu have been very obvious.
Keeper: Wow~ Didn't take our dear brain of Mythag to know of these.
Doll: I'm not ignorant, Keeper. The bet between those two get quite a lot of participates.
Keeper: Did you join?
Doll: I'm not wasting time and brain for those trivial matters.
Keeper: I bet Zylio will make the final move.
Doll: You underestimate how Tulu can be regarding his tendency.
Keeper: Ah-hah! So you on Tulu side bet!
Doll: ... One can calculate the result of the situation as a test for it's own strength.
Keeper: Yeah yeah, but have you seen how Zylio take the initiative?
Doll: A few experience can not conclude the whole operation, I teach you better than that.
Keeper: It's not just a few-! Is-
-Outside the door-
Ogier: Should we intervene...?
Ramona: Maybe not, maybe not....
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Miro: Doll and Keeper fighting over who's gonna take the initiative. Meanwhile Zylio don't even think of what that is yet. _( :⁍ 」 )_
It almost my Zyzy birthday. I'm waiting for another commissions for him! Gonna be my avatar for a whole while too!
Luckily, we wake up right near Miryam special day. I heard that tomorrow is the day she welcome to life.
Taking some advice and observations, I can guarantee if Tulu write a congrats letter for her. She would hang it on the wall and recite it like a bible...
While it would be great to bring happiness like that for her. It's still from Tulu and not me. So, I decide to make a veil for her. The one she always wear look nice, but a new one would still okay right?
Tulu even encourage me with it. So off I go looking for Aigis to have some advice!
One more thing, no one looking for the beret yet. I still have it but I'm not sure if I can wear it or not.
Tulu also a bit grumpy these days, maybe he felt sleepy? I try to told him to sleep but uh... Stubborn for no reason apparently.
-.-.-.-.-
Murphy: Didn't tell him yet?
Tulu: ... Don't know how to approach the problem.
Murphy: You can try being cryptic and give him a hint. He like to sovle those type of things, no?
Tulu: If it actually appealing to him.
Murphy: What's make you not appealing to him?
Tulu: ???
Murphy: I am surrounded by idiot!
Caecus: *quietly munching the cupcake* ...
Miro: Technically Miryam birthday should already pass by the time I made this. And due to time zone differentiate make me sometime confuse...
Regardless! Happy Birthday to our dear lunatic devotee Miryam! Her story always make me scare for life but so good!
(Btw, no one might pay attention but Zylio avoid using the word birthday for a reason. Let just wait until his birthday and see!)
It's been a month since I continue writing this. I didn't think Tulu influence would make me sleep longer than I have estimate. Nothing wrong happen tho, but just in case... Might aswell avoid tell him about it.
On the bright side! Keeper brought me a new hat! A beret at that, how did he know I like those tho? I didn't tell anyone about my prefer fashion? (Or maybe I forget.. After the long month sleep, my memories get slow somehow...)
Put all that aside, the beret look so good! White color with a few small seashells embroide on it. But my clothes right now doesn't really suit with it? I'll just save it later on!
-.-.-.-.-
Keeper: Good morning Zylio.
Zylio: Morning Keeper! Thank you for the hat you brought for me!
Keeper: Ah? I didn't brought you anything tho?
Zylio: Huh? The student who gave me said you are the one buy it for me? I was planning on thanking you today too...
Keeper: I didn't buy it. But if you like it alot, I think the person who brought it for you would feel glad.
Zylio: I hope so... Or they might deliver to the wrong person. Should I return it to the 'lost & found'?
Keeper: I suggest you keep it. Not many who have specific style identical to you, and if there are. We can apology and return it later, yeah?
Zylio: Yeah, you right. I'll keep it, until we know who it belong to.
.
[At a tea table]
Murphy: Just woke up recently and you already spending money?
Tulu: This table sweets come from my money, Murphy.
Murphy: Cliche. So, did he thank you yet?
Tulu: ... This One does not need unnecessary formality.
Murphy: Let me guess. You told someone to give it on Keeper behalf. Idiot.
Tulu: *sips the tea*
Murphy: With his and Keeper personality. They both will talk and realize a few things.
Tulu:...
Murphy: Especially Zylio, he will try to return it if he think it's not for him.
Tulu: Tch...
Murphy: Have fun talking at night~
Tulu: If you feel like today desserts doesn't suit you, This One can take it away.
Murphy: Hey!
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Miro: It's been a long time~ They both have great sleep, aren't they lol.
Tulu: *automatically open his arms while reading a book*
Zylio: Ehe~ *jump at Tulu*
Tulu: You know that won't work again. *the tentacles stop Zylio jump before let him hug Tulu*
Zylio: No hurt to try.
Tulu: Mhm.
Zylio: What are you reaading?
Tulu: Grimm's brothers fairy tales.
Zylio: Oh- oh...
Tulu: *eyeing him* ?
Zylio: With how this world become, it make sense these stories also here.. Or maybe a twist of it.
Zylio: Say... Tulu?
Tulu: What?
Zylio: Would you be my friend?
Tulu: I will be your friend. Now shush, you want to continue lay on me or play with Grenade?
Zylio: *get up* You talk like they are bombs!
Tulu: Consider how strong they can be, they are?
Zylio: If they can talk to you they would oppose you for that.
Tulu: They can't and they won't.
Zylio: Hmph.
Tulu: Sulking?
Zylio: No I'm not!
Tulu: Look at me?
Zylio: ... You know I can't look at you right?
Tulu: ... Forgot
Tulu: Just turn your head to my direction.
Zylio: Hmph
Tulu: ... *look at the tentacles*
Greenie: *weirdly quiet with no movement* ...
Tulu: *sign of acceptance* I'm sorry.
Zylio: *a bit loose right away* ...
Tulu: I shouldn't have call them Grenade. You name them Greenie, than they are Greenie.
Zylio: Hm...
Tulu: *look at his tentacles*
Greenie: ? *gesturing to open his arms*
Tulu: *open his arms* (What next?)
Greenie: (My master is an idiot) ...
Tulu: I feel like you insult me dear Greenie
Greenie: *shock then try to gesture they're not*
Tulu: Hmm...
Zylio: I guess tonight I will sleep alone. Tulu doesn't want to be my friend any more.
Tulu: I did not say that!
Zylio: I won't even have a chance to see Greenie too!? How horrendous!
Tulu: I also did not say that!
Zylio: I bet you would love to have your alone time, sleeping in a vast chamber without your favorite pillow.
Tulu: Did you just admit yourself to be my favorite pillow-
Zylio: Ah- buh bah bah *cover Tulu mouth*
Zylio: I did not say that, right Greenie?
Greenie: . . . *not sure what to do*
Tulu: If you know I can't separate from my favorite pillow, how could you take it from me?
Zylio: I can't see you doesn't mean I can't feel your crocodile tears Tulu...
Tulu: ... You busted me, what do you want for a prize?
Zylio: Wait- Huh???
Tulu: Be fast, or you would prefer to lost this chance?
Zylio: I- Uh..
Tulu: The clock is ticking my friend
Zylio: !!!
Zylio: You-
Tulu: Maybe like the other time, when you win a few small game and you ask me to-
Zylio: Hug me!
Greenie: (Master play dirty again)
Tulu: Oh well, I lost so I have to comply aren't I.
Zylio: I felt like you intentionally plan all of this to me..
Tulu: I'm just being fair and square.
Zylio: I thought you love your personal space? You wouldn't let me hug you much.
Tulu: I- ...
Greenie: *shaking like they're about to laugh*
Tulu: (shut it)
Greenie: (￣^￣)ゞ
Tulu: You make me like this
Zylio: How??
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This will be the end of the series "Daily life of a boy want to be friend(?)" But it won't be the end of these two boy (I won't let it end like that anyway)
So, I will change to a new series and that series will change pov a few time. Mostly it still be from Zylio, but a few occasionally, someone else will take the lead.
Well then, thank you for watching my lovely boy journey and his journey to be friend my fav character in Morimens. They will both have their biggest crush but also their biggest friendzone lol.
Keeper told me to try journaling, I don't know much about it. It seem like a record of some sort about my daily life. I might not update this frequently but I still like to write something to remember.
-.-.-
It seem Tulu doesn't like spicy food, not that he hate it. He just prefer other taste. Meanwhile I'm an addict to spicy! Especially when eating hotpot, I didn't saw anyone here eat hotpot before. Did they even know of it tho? I might try to make one someday.
Tulu like sweets, that's not something new. I also like sweets. And Tulu grounded me for a week back in the day when I'm addictive to it. Now I learn my lessons and hide a whole stash of candies somewhere else. Hehe
-.-.-
New update, Greenie found out and Tulu confiscate all of it. Tulu sit down and talk to me for hours! He explain why I can't eat that much, why I shouldn't do that. And not to hide him on this matters.
He's just worry too much, I'm gonna be fine. But I promise to not do that again, I can't break it. So those candies might be for another day.
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Keeper: So no punishment?
Tulu: My private hug pillow for a week. No moving. Each move, one more day.
Keeper: I feel like you would hug a statue.
Tulu: Indeed... Zylio somehow sleep and stay in one position like a stone statue.
Zylio: Oh? Hey Murphy, I'm planning on having a sun bathing.
Murphy: *look at the sky outside the window* ... Sun?
Zylio: Yes, sun bathing. Want to join?
Murphy: Hold a spot for me I will bring some snacks.
Zylio: Will do.
-.-.-
Tulu: What's the occasion?
Zylio: Sun bathing. Need to prepare a bit. I want to have my warm once in a month sun bathing time.
Tulu: ? *look out the window* ??? Sun?
Zylio: Yes.
Tulu: Zy, I do not know what happen in time of my slumber. But I think you need to check outside.
Zylio: I have check, thank you for your care Tulu. It would be fine.
Tulu: ... Alright, if you say so.
-.-.-
Murphy: *standing beside Zylio* What are we waiting?
Zylio: Be patient, just a bit more.
A sudden strong breeze flow through. About ten minutes later and a few ray of sun shine through. Until the darken clouds begin to dissipate and the clear sky appear.
Murphy: ...
Zylio: That's our signal.
Murphy: How did you know?
Zylio: Know what?
Murphy: The weather?
Zylio: Felt it.
Murphy: Care to share more?
Zylio: I have my once in a month sun bathing. So every time when it's near that time, I will always feel when can I have my sun bathing moment.
Murphy: When you said sun bathing. You wouldn't...
Zylio: No no, no way I would do that...
Murphy: So?
Zylio: Just sleeping under the direct sun. Not too hot nor too little. Today is too perfect to not let it go by.
Murphy: Well then, I bring some desserts. Want some?
Zylio: Gladly.
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Tulu back away from downstairs to not disrupt the other two enjoying their time. He's just here to be be prepare. If the sky pours down the rain, he would grab them both back in as quickly as he can. If not, he can just back away and go back to his room. Seem like Tulu doesn't need to do that. He's not worry, Tulu just doesn't want Zylio to get back with a looks of a sewer rat drenched in rain waters.
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Friendship process: 80% (not sure why?)
Notes: I feel like Tulu change a bit after his last sleep. What did he dream tho?
“Please open your eyes and look at me. For I am the present, the one who assures you this is reality, the one who can be as bright as a ray of sun but can never be the sun. Will you be the one that the ocean deems as my right direction?”
“This One does not possess the answer to what is right nor wrong. The world can be as beautiful as the moonlit night, but it can be as dark as the deepest void of the ocean. Will you still dare to follow This One?”
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That answer is the worst one he can think of. What does “it’s possible” even suppose to mean?
Does spending time in this dream also lower his cognitive function? Or did the illusion of Zylio make him answer something strange?
All of the turmoil can always be so active in Tulu's mind, and his face doesn’t even react or show any kind of reaction. Zylio might not be able to see that, but the quietness starts to speak for itself. And in this situation, it's hard not to think of the other possibilities.
“Well then, it’s not my job to deal with both of you. Those problems are something you will speak with him about eventually.”
“And why not now, when I can speak with you?”
“Your Highness, I am the path he once walked. The trails he left from the old time. I am part of him, but not him.” Zylio stops to watch the wave from afar. These illusions are so convincing that he once hoped they were real. “Would you want to hear an answer that does not work for you in the present? Wasting your time on a mere past would not be wise.”
Tulu, eyeing the other figure, knows that. He can tell from the very start Zylio can’t be here, not in the normal sense at least. That doesn’t mean he wants to bust this little bubble; one could say this is a king's selfish wish. But who can judge him right now? His own dream complains about him? Well, that’s a sign. A little indulgence wouldn’t kill someone off, and if it can? Natural selection then, can’t blame him.
“Even in the past, you would hate the idea of fate.”
Tulu doesn’t need a clear affirmation, in many things Zylio used to share, the boy shows a clear sign against something related to predetermined results. Which… it should also be Tulu, but Zylio never shows him any hostility. It could be that the boy is dense, doesn’t mind that, or he just acts too good. Two of those options already give him a headache, the other one gives him conflicting opinions.
“If fate designates for me to die so brutally, I would hate it. If fate planned for my life to have incompetent parents, I would resent them. But then, I can’t be like that forever.”
“Why?”
“Because if fate also plans for my meetings with you. Then… Isn’t this the payoff for what I have endured?”
“Is meeting me that great?” That illusion, whose appearance is Zylio's smile at him. They get close to his face, chuckle like this is all a joke. And then, they open their eyes.
Just like the ever-changing sky, it isn’t pure, as most would think. Not as cloudy as some would imagine, nor would it be chaos, as many have believed. The peace in it is something one like him would wish to see every moment. Eyes like Zylio's shouldn’t be hidden.
Tulu won’t refuse to stare at those light blue eyes if he can’t help it. After all, the sky he’s currently under isn’t that alluring and eye-catching. (Ahem- this is just a compliment for observation, nothing more.)
“It is, fate is fair, and I see why. They may be cruel, but they give me an opportunity.”
“Aren’t you being gullible?”
“Am I? Haven’t you let fate do so much until now?”
“This is different.”
“Why? What's so different? You, who see the results of what becomes, and I, who are now experiencing it? You have the first ticket for a ride, but I also happened to have that ride. In the end, we both get off at the same stop, Tulu.”
Tulu doesn’t like that sad face. Zylio always looks so bright and warm, it’s difficult to even imagine him having otherwise. It’s even more so when he’s the one who makes Zylio sad.
“Are you scared?”
“Of what?”
“Of him? Of his present? You always seem to hesitate when you let Zylio present get close. Even right now, in another place, you still avoid getting close to me.”
“You’re not him, you said that.”
“Indeed, but aren’t you also staying away from Zylio, too?”
“If you know This One so much, you should have known why.”
“You don’t believe in him.”
“...”
“He won’t die.”
“And what made you think I can believe that? An awakener can still get harm, even if he does not physically hurt. Who said his mental health won’t be affected? Keeper can’t handle my state for too long. I respect the Keeper doesn’t make them stronger than anyone.”
“...”
“You are underestimating the weight of my crown.”
The ocean waves have become more violent, the moonlight is dimming, and even the sky in this dream is listening to Tulu's statement. Everything changes just by a single movement, a tick, and maybe a storm would even start to appear. Tulu always tries to keep his face calm; there are days his brows might twitch, irritating maybe. But never angry nor furious. Maybe the answer is right now, a temper that can affect others.
“I do not dare, I can see the hands behind that crown. I can hear the sound it screams. Yet my future doesn’t bear the death of mine, does it not?”
It starts to rain, and he grows colder. Zylio illusion can sense it, the impatient, irritating can be seen on that face.
“You’re persistent.” To the point of getting on his nerves.
“And you let me. You let people have chances. Yet when they actually get close, you resist.”
“Ironic, isn’t it?”
“No, just…”
“Pity?”
“Distrust.”
Zylio illusion looks at Tulu, his saddened eyes don’t go anywhere. Not a single fear occurred on that boy's face. “People, when they want something, they will try to get it by any means. But when they aren’t, they will find every reason to refuse.”
The ocean has become eerily quiet, like a sudden stop of time. Tulu, unbelievable, look at the one in front of him.
“Do you hate Zylio? To the point of wishing him to begone?”
“NO!” The waves hit so suddenly that Zylio’s illusion doesn’t even try to cover himself, yet there is not a single drop of water on him. Tulu, on the other hand, can’t say the same. That illusion smiles at Tulu, holding the boy's hand like it's just a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
“If you gave him a chance, why can’t you trust him? Doesn’t that make you a hypocrite?” Tulu doesn’t answer that.
“He trusts you, I trust you. And if that’s too much, we can always back away.”
“No.”
“We can go and leave you alone, as you always wish.”
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
“Am I? Isn’t this all you wish for? A quiet place, where you spend all your time in slumber. No one dares to disturb.”
Tulu can’t even act hateful for long toward Zylio illusion, but a glare can still work. “Quiet.”
A smug draw across that face, irritating, indeed.
“Talk, communicate, anything. You have a mouth and a wise mind. Don’t let it go down the drain.” Zylio's illusion can actually feel kill intent focused on him, and it's gone as fast as it came. He swore that if not for the person he’s taken shape right now, those killing intentions wouldn’t just be as swift as the wind. “Now, I suggest you wake up. Or he would poke around, mess with the tentacles until he sleeps.”
“...”
“Great talk, please don’t get back here anymore. You’re so mood-kill. So much conflict for a friendship.”
Tulu doesn’t answer yet, and the ground already dissolves, making him fall from a higher place. Zylio's illusion glitches out, leaving a shadow figure staring right at him. It is Zylio, just not the Zylio of his present. Just… Not the friend that he knows.
—--
“Do you think he would let me hug him like this when he's awake, Greenie?”
Tulu doesn’t need to open his eyes to know what is pressing down on him right now. Zylio isn’t that heavy, but a walking, warm, and humanoid shape cushion still has its presence to distinguish it from other stuff.
“He would, if you had asked nicely.”
The sudden quiet makes Tulu have to open his eyes to check what’s wrong. Zylio is still there, the usual smile doesn’t go anywhere, just seems to freeze in the same position when answering.
“H-hey Tulu. You awake already?”
“Take a guess?”
“Yeah… No, you are still sleeping, this is all a dream, just- just close your eyes again.” Zylio finally unfroze himself, babbling something to distract Tulu so that he could slowly retreat from his friend.
“No more hugs?”
That stunts all of Zylio's brain processes; he’s unsure of what Tulu just said.
“I already told you, if you ask nicely, maybe I would let you.”
“... May I hug you?”
From the start of his waking till now, this is the first time Tulu has had to hold back his smile. “Yes, yes you may.”
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Zylio: Did you sleep well?
Tulu: Curious?
Zylio: Well, yes, I am curious.
Tulu: Should I tell you?
Zylio: Is it something important? If it is, then you don't have to tell me.
Tulu: It can be for another time.
-.-.-
And that is the end of this small bonus story. I have a bunch of writeblock and try to overcome it. The ending is a bit empty, but yeah, I want it to be peaceful for a short time like that.
Miro: I remember when I first thought of Zylio looks, it wasn't that hard.
Miro: And not when compare to you Tulu.
Tulu: And why pray tell you complain to me?
Miro: Oh, I don't knowwww. Maybe because later on I also have to try to draw you too?
Zylio: I would suggest you take your time my dear creator.
Miro: I am taking my time. Still trying to figure out a style that I actually like.
Zylio: Haha....
This is not the first time I have to redraw Zylio. His design isn't that hard. The thing that made me stop and redo is because I'm trying to figure out an artstyle that I like and prefer to draw. But also because I'm so new in this... It would end up hard to tell.
Still working on but eh... Trying to have a decent w.i.p
"Please close your eyes and let the dream aid you back. For I am not who you think I am nor the future you seeking of. I am the unfortunate past."
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For the eternal fate, the envoy has to walk on without anyone by his side. He had gotten used to the truth that anyone he saw in the dreamscape could never see him, nor interact with him in the normal ways. Even the Keeper can barely stay sane when they accidentally fall into his path. If not for Tulu interrupting and pulling them back, they would've drowned. So, when he saw Zylio walking toward his direction, he thought his friend was looking at something else.
"Hello."
"..."
Strangely the boy didn't show any kind of emotions, he looked right into Tulu's eyes like he could see him before raising that cheery smile once again.
"I have no idea who you are. But if you can find me here. Should I be more defensive?"
"..."
"Just joking, I'm Zylio, Zylio Yuanly. And you are?"
The silence doesn't seem to make his bright smile go away. Zylio is waiting for him, like actually waiting for someone he can see.
"Tulu." - "Tulu? Sounds good. Remind me of some stories."
Tulu swears he didn't interrupt this dream or interfere in any way. The fact that Zylio comes directly to him is like his friend from the future being able to see and touch him in the past. How can he even manage to do that?
"I'm not sure how you end up in this empty dark place. But... If you scared- ah no, if you don't like this place. You can grab my hand. I'll lead you away."
He is the mighty envoy of a God, the king of an ancient civilization. He may not have the stereotypical image of a strong figure himself. That doesn't mean an empty void would scare him. But... Since Zylio offers a hand himself, who is he to refuse a friend?
Zylio still had his hand hanging in the air before another hand grabbed him. That makes the boy smile a bit more brightly before holding Tulu's hand to walk.
"You have any idea where you could go?"
"No."
A slight hum before Zylio continues onwards.
"Are you not scare Tulu?" – "Why should This One be scare?"
"Because... If I'm not here, wouldn't you end up alone?"
That... Does not pose any dangers, nor would it make his life harder. Tulu certainly that he used to it. His long slumber is undeniably solid proof. A long, quiet slumber takes him to move between dreams. And to answer Zylio's question, he does not mind. Not anymore.
"This One do not afraid of something barely pose inconvenience."
"Inconvenience?"
Tulu doesn't reply to that, and Zylio isn't someone who would push people's buttons.
They both walk for an hour, and sometimes have a small chat. Sometimes, just the silence with the two holding hands walking forward.
"You seem to know where to go." Tulu questions.
"Indeed I am. I figure you might want to get out of this place too."
Too?
Tulu is eyeing the figure in front of him. To get out of this place too... This future eyesight, even knowing what it is? That is not something Tulu believes possible. Not until now, at least.
"How long will this journey continue?"
"As long as it needed."
That does not answer his question.
"Until you found what you needed or realized you need it. You might have to be stuck here longer."
A mere foresight does not have the power to keep him in this place. He has traveled far into the memories, walking between the bridge of mortal realm to god. Zylio might have no reason to lie to him, but the fact that a glimpse into the future won't hold someone like him stuck.
"Is that a must?"
"No. But it is the most peaceful way. You can brute force to leave. I won't stop you."
"..."
"You tired? We can sit down for a bit." Zylio said that but he the first one to sit and then pull Tulu to go down with him.
"What need to be done to find the thing you said?" Tulu sit after, asking Zylio.
For once, Tulu felt different when seeing Zylio, no. Seeing the illusion of Zylio in front of him. It is not his friend (not in the sense of present), it is a mere foresight that used Zylio form to communicate.
"Figure it out. You see me act a lot of things before. What do you see?"
See?
His friend was dancing around, sometimes singing. But also frequently standing in one place to pose and change it pretty fast. That should be his job. The strange part is, Zylio used to say he didn't want to work anymore. After becoming an awakener, he learns that he does not need many basic necessities to survive. Too great not to use it. To stay in one place and do something frequently. Tulu already has an idea.
"Well? You have a hint, have any thoughts to share with me?" Zylio didn't hold Tulu's hand anymore, instead, he looked at Tulu's face. The smile almost looks like an empty line that lost its charm.
"You are, what I question. Not the future that I ask. But the past that I want to know. The one that I doubt."
At this moment, the empty void breaks apart. Revealing the beach shore under the starry sky, moonlight shines across the pitch blue ocean. No smells of familiar salt for the sea. Yet its beauty is still undeniably clear. The moon is closer than ever in this dream, its reflective light gives Zylio a layer of blue shine across his figure. Those half-closed eyes are almost covered by the darkness, if not for the moon. Tulu is weirdly silent from the display. He does not have anything to say, the quiet just continues on. Until Zylio breaks it with a chuckle.
"Your Highness, congrats on figuring it out. You're still as fast as ever."
"What was your job? What did you used to do? Care to share this old one some thoughts?"
"You're not that old Tulu"– Zylio grabs a shell nearby to look –"I used to be an idol. I'm not sure if you have heard of it before."
"No. If that's career appear in the future of my world. Then maybe I will know of it one day."
"To make it simple, my job is to entertain people. To dance and sing, showing them my skills, singing my song on stage. A performer if you need a clear depicts."
"That's why you dance so much?"
Zylio chuckles at that, he's put the shell into Tulu's hands. It shines a bit on Tulu's hands as if it's responding to something.
"I like to dance Tulu, I'm not the greatest, but I love it. If there's a way for me to have money and also to have fun. Wouldn't it benefit me to do it?"
"Did you have fun?" Tulu hold on the shell before look at Zylio. (He close his eyes again. Why?)
"I did. My fans are the greatest. They cheer me up, doting on my journey. Follow my status to a degree. Some are a bit drastic, but most have good intentions."
A sense of deja vu hit Tulu's mind. This sounds familiar, a bit too much if he has to admit.
"Did any of this harm you?"
"..."
"Zylio." Tulu doesn't show any clear emotions, but the stern voice has already stated his stand on this matter.
"They're a good bunch Tulu. Just... Not everyone is good."
"..."
They both end up stop talking and sit beside each other to look at the ocean. The silence does not disperse it still lingers there between the two. It seems like time does not exist here. It's a dream, of course, it would escape from the rules of mortals.
"Tulu, can I ask you something?"
"Ask."
"Are you my friend?"
Tulu doesn't deny it, he has no reason to. He calls Zylio his friend now, maybe at first, he didn't accept it that easily. Zylio tried their best to be around him, even risking the mental erosion when sleeping near him. Keeper can barely handle his dream, how can Zylio be so confident in this? Tulu shouldn't have let him do what he wants, there's no solid evidence to prove that Zylio can withstand his dream. Why would he do that? Why would he let Zylio be so reckless? That was not something a friend would do. That was not something he would do.
"If it's too hard to answer, I can wait. Time would not collect us anymore. And we have forsaken the blessings of mortal life. So, take your time, Tulu."
"For a long time, the term friends had become something that I couldn't reach. Because of duty? Because of decisions? I do not possess the answer of my own anymore."
"Do you want to?"
"No. I am tired of it, life won't end that easy for me. And if I don't have an answer befitting. Everything will collapse."
"You know an answer to please people won't stay for long."
"I know, I saw it. I accept it."
"Why?"
"That is my punishment to take."
"Would you advise me to torment myself because of how I left my fans? Should I feel bad for eternity because I have died and my fans won't see me again?"
"No, that is nonsense."
"Then why do you have any different? I can tell you didn't wish for this position, but your responsibility has won you over."
"It is what fate has chosen for me."
"Always fate, what's the use of it if you can't even live the way you want?"
Tulu doesn't answer his friend, this isn't something that everyone can understand. Reality is no fiction, while fiction can have heroes and main characters who fight back against fate. Tulu is nothing to that, his entire time is devoted to the long slumber with powers that not many can win. The fate has spin, and his God has chosen him for the role, leaving it won't solve anything.
"At least, if they make you in some kind of big role, you can still looking for entertainment. They won't restrict you that one."
"It's... possible."
(T.B.C)
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Part 4 bonus day 28 would be the final one for this. Just wait for my brain to stop writeblock...
