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HAPPY BIRTHDAY VICTOR ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𝓣he death god’s future lies with fate ˗ˏˋmasterlistˎˊ˗
“ From the day I met you leading up to today, not a day passed I didn’t think about you. ”
It’s the first birthday since becoming lovers.
We’ll celebrate it together day and night, just the two of us.
But, I could pick up on some uncertainty hidden within his heart—
this is going to be my translation of victor’s 3rd birthday story! i will likely be juggling a little bit between this story and things in backlog, though, so just a heads up. also, i can’t guarantee i’ll get the fully voiced letter — we’ll see.
thank you to noir (nqxr) for the commission!
as always, likes / reblogs / comments are appreciated!
.𖥔 ݁ ˖⊹˚₊‧───୨ ✦ 𝓜aster𝓛ist ✦ ୧───‧₊˚⊹.𖥔 ݁ ˖
𝐈. 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘
𓉸 𓈒 chapter 1 𐑞
ᝰ 𓈒 chapter 2 𐑞
𓎟𓎟 𓈒 chapter 3 𐑞
𐔌 𓈒 𝓔pilogue 𐑞
𝐈𝐈. 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒
⊹ letters to victor ♡ ( ellis , william )
𝜗𝜚 victor -> kate letter ( fully voiced )
౿ ݁ . his postcard ︵ ｡ Ꮺ ˚
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𝜗𝜚 enjoy his first birthday as a couple .ᐟ
[CROWN CASTLE - OFFICE]
It was mid-February, and as always I was assisting Victor with his work when a knock sounded from the office.
??? (Ellis): Kate, are you there?
Victor’s hands stopped at the voice, turning toward me,
but I stood up— a silent statement that I had been waiting for him— and placed my hand on the door.
Kate: Ellis!
Ellis: Sorry for bothering in the middle of work. I got what you asked for, though, so I came to give it.
Victor: “What you asked for?” (O_O)
Ellis gave me the envelope and I sandwiched it between documents so Victor wouldn’t be able to see it.
Ellis: It’s not the best though...
Kate: Even still, I’m happy with this. Thank you.
Looking satisfied with my answer, Ellis gave a soft smile.
Ellis: Okay, then I’ll get going. Good luck with everything tomorrow, Kate.
Ellis left the office, leaving just the two of us.
(Thank goodness, with this tomorrow should go smoothly.)
Unable to conceal my happiness, I turned around to see a pouting Victor...
Victor: ...Is this such a secret to keep even from a lover?
Kate: Ah, this is, you know...
Victor: Just kidding. It’s something you’ve prepared for tomorrow, right?
When I gave a nod, Victor’s expression softened in happiness.
Tomorrow was Victor’s birthday.
It would be his first birthday since becoming a couple, too, so I wanted to make it a special day.
Over the course of several weeks, with the cooperation of everyone in Crown, I concocted a plan to convey a certain feeling to him.
I set the documents down, turning to his desk and facing him.
Victor’s smile beamed as he spread his arms, and I jumped in them.
Kate: Tomorrow’s your birthday, so work is forbidden then.
Victor: Verily, if that’s what my adorable lover wishes.
Kate: I put a lot of thought into it, so I hope it’ll make you happy...
Victor: Just the very fact you put so much effort for me makes me so happy, I may as well ascend straight up to the heavens! (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)
Kate: No, don’t ascend that far.
I cupped his cheeks with both hands, and he melted into a smile.
Victor: Indeed, ascending or falling, it’ll be together with you.
He gave me a feather-light kiss. I smiled from happiness as he started to clear the documents off his desk.
Victor: Are we going out tomorrow?
Kate: Yes, we will board a train tomorrow morning at nine.
Victor: If that’s so, we’d better rest up early.
When everything was more or less clean, he held me in his arms and moved the gadget that connected to his room.
[CROWN CASTLE - VICTOR’S ROOM - EVENING]
Evening light filtered in as Victor let me down on the bed. Propping himself on top of me, he kissed me over and over.
Kate: Mm, Victor...
The kisses grew deeper, and my slightly-opened eyes met with his heated gaze.
Kate: ...We have to get up early tomorrow...
Victor softly smiled in response to my whisper, planting a kiss to my forehead.
Victor: There’s no need to worry, as I’ll be sure to wake you then.
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𝜗𝜚 voiced letter (ranked reward) included .ᐟ
LETTER — victor -> kate .
RECORDING .
TRANSCRIPTION — victor .
Your love gave me life again
I'm sure that one man named "Victor"...had already died long ago.
Or, no— it would be more accurate to say I killed him myself. But then, you gave life once again to what should have been a dead man. All because of this extraordinary love. The only one who has and always will celebrate my life as I truly am is you.
People may mock me for how foolish or lonely of a life this is. But...I am happy.
You already know full well how much you make me happy, don't you?
You have my utmost love and gratitude for loving me, and choosing a life together.
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𓏲ּ𝄢 chapter 1
Tonight as well, crimson scatters through the dark.
Kate: Will, look this way for a moment.
William: Hm?
I gently reached out, dabbing at the rare flecks of blood splattered across his pale cheek with my handkerchief.
William: Thank you. You’re quite observant, Kate.
His eyes softened, narrowing in quiet comfort — so unlike the cold gaze he’d fixed on his target just moments ago, it felt as though I were looking at a different person entirely.
And yet, the more I looked at that calm expression…the more my chest seemed to ache, tightening with a faint, creaking pain.
The Condemned Man: Die while suffering the torments of hell! Ha…. haha, ahahaha!
The corpse lay still, its throat torn open by its own hand, yet the stream of abuse it had hurled at Will just moments ago still rang in my ears.
William: …No matter how stubborn the stain is, surely it’s come off by now?
Kate: Oh sorry, I’ve been at this too long.
William: I don’t mind if you keep going until you’re satisfied. Being watched so intently from up close… is rather pleasant.
When I pulled the handkerchief away, the red that had stained his cheek was gone without a trace.
(And yet… sins, curses, fate — none of those can simply be wiped away.)
Will had long since resolved himself to be branded as evil. He smiled without wavering, without so much as a flicker of pain.
That unwavering calm made him all the more dear to me, and it hurt.
On the floor, a discarded newspaper lay in a pool of blood, the bold headline screaming: “Doomsday — The End of the World.”
William: To think the world’s meant to end in a few days, and yet the wicked carry on as ever. No rest for villains, it seems.
The news that “the world will end in a few days” had been sweeping through London for weeks now.
The city was abuzz with rumours — that the true end would come in just two days.
Kate: They say it’s only a rumour, just like Victor mentioned.
Kate: But if the cursed are involved, then maybe it really could be the end.
As I recalled what I’d heard earlier that day, a faint trace of unease, something I’d only barely felt at the time, slipped into my voice.
At that, Will let a small smile touch his lips, giving a light shrug.
William: If that’s the case, perhaps tonight’s execution was unnecessary.
Kate: …Huh?
William: If all of humanity is to reach its end at the same moment… then there’s no need for a poison meant to keep evil in check.
Kate: —! Th-that’s… true.
(Then that means…)
Kate: You wouldn’t have to be judged as evil, or meet a tragic end… right?
William: Perhaps.
(Which means Will would be free.)
If everything were to end at once, the people who’ve had their freedom stolen, forced to suffer without even the hope of salvation… and the malice that tramples over them —
All of it will be gone in the same instant.
Maybe for that final day, free from all the things that bring him sorrow or drive him to anger, Will might be able to spend it in peace.
Kate: I just found myself wishing the world really would end right now.
William: Ahaha!
At my quiet, half-serious confession, Will let out an amused laugh.
Then he took my hand, drew me close by the waist, and leaned in, his lips brushing near my ear as if sharing a secret.
William: In that case, shall we truly bring the world to an end?
Kate: …What?
.......................
William: Now, don’t sulk, Kate. Won’t you look at me like you did just now?
Kate: …No, I can’t. You’re still smirking.
William: My apologies. I’ve made such an effort to keep a constant smile that my lips seem to have memorized the shape.
Kate: Your eyes are still laughing!
William: Well, that would be… mm, haha… really, ahaha!
Kate: See? You’re still laughing!
William: Haha… I apologize. I just can’t help it when I remember the look on your face when your thoughts completely froze.
In the end, “Shall we bring the world to an end?” had simply meant — “Let’s try living as though the world truly will end.”
And apparently, Will seemed to quite enjoy the way I froze up after taking him seriously.
Kate: It just felt like something you could do, Will. Destroy the world, I mean. That’s why it surprised me.
William: I see… yes, that’s fair. I truly am sorry for laughing.
He pulled me close, resting my head against his shoulder as he gently stroked my hair, and just like that, my mood lifted.
I know I’m far too easy, but I couldn’t stop the small smile tugging at my lips.
William: So then, if tomorrow were your last day, how would you wish to spend it?
