—kill me.

will i find salvation? can i be forgiven? affiliated rachel gardner of satsuriku no tenshi. partnered with zack

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This place was quiet, not the same quietness that Ain would hope for, but quiet nonetheless. This new setting was something he definitely had to adjust to, such foreign and modern buildings were overwhelming. The apartment complex was something he would have to figure out later, as it just left confused with its difference in structure. 

His feet had taken him to the Star Gardens of Amaranth, it was a rather tranquil place. Open air, no towering buildings or any other thing that felt wrong. Just himself and nature. Of course, this moment wasn’t perfect, it was too blissful for the corrupted’s taste.

 If he had his way, he would also reduce this world to nothing, but he wasn’t stupid. He knew there was a reason why he was put here, why he ‘died’– and Ain wanted to figure that out.

“Unfortunate.”

The Ruler of the Abyss was going to just remain silent and ignore the child that approached him, as he could easily do so. After all, there was no point in paying attention to the people residing in this world, they didn’t matter to him. Nothing did. 

Yet, he did give her attention. Now turning to face Rachel, he stared down at the child. No other words were spoken after muttering ‘unfortunate’, instead, he gave a questioning stare.

Should this girl want something from him, she would say it. Right? After all, with his presence, she should know that he isn’t someone to mess around with. Ainchase would give her an A for effort, though.  Not many dared to approach something like himself.

     he didn’t ask her what she wanted, but he’d at least decided to give her the attention she desired. she continued to stare up, waiting for him to say something, to initiate the conversation...  but it didn’t happen. their staring stretched on and on, for how long exactly she couldn’t tell. she blinked.

     after a few moments, ray finally gave up, and spoke first. this time, she would simply have to concede, it seems. she went over everything in her head, figuring out if there was any specific best way to ask this question, and settled on what she was going to say.

     “tell me everything you know about amaranth.” she paused for a moment. “...please.” while it ended up being phrased more as a command than a question, she had the same intent in the end either way, so did it really matter too much? as long as she got the information she wanted from him, nothing about this made any difference to her; she simply wanted to know about her surroundings. because this wasn’t like any afterlife she’d ever heard of.

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He didn’t hate kids, but that didn’t mean he liked them, either. They were whiny and impossible to understand–and they were attracted to him like a magnet, for some reason. But he wasn’t heartless enough to leave one in the wild to fend for itself.

Hien lies in a loaf on a nice spot of grass, watching a blonde-haired human kit creep dangerously close to the forest’s edge for his tastes. Didn’t she know monsters hung out around there once it got dark? Hien twitches his nose every so often as he observes her, annoyed that she distracted him from watching the sunset like he originally wanted, but mildly concerned at the same time.

It’s only when she starts to go into the forest that he musters enough damns to take action and roughly barks:

“DON’T!”

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     the forest could have something interesting in there. well, it was unlikely, but there was a chance. some clue about this situation, perhaps, about what this world was... she wouldn’t know for sure until she checked it out. she probably should have brought zack with her, but she could always bring him back another time if she did find anything. and he might just get angry with her if she wasted his time. even if she didn’t particularly care...

     the very moment she took her first step into the forest, she found herself interrupted by a loud command from behind her, and she turns to stare at the... bunny loaf. he’s what yelled at her..?

     “...why? what’s wrong with it?”

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“ But I ain’t a punching bag y’know? Even I can feel pain. Is that sadistic woman gettin’ to you or some shit? ” Zack growled back, the all familiar testy feeling with this brat boiling up inside his chest. Soon, he backed away, expelling out a rather exaggerated sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. Despite how easy it was for Ray to hit his buttons, he couldn’t help but briefly flash his typical grin—one that wasn’t for killing.

“ Somethin’ like that. Got here, paired with you and that’s it so far, but, ” he swung the scythe over his shoulder, scanning their surroundings since he didn’t have the time before. Surprisingly, Zack was deep in thought, but any signs of wit coming from the man shattered as soon as an unholy screech left his mouth. “ aaaAAGGHH!! My brain’s ‘bout to EXPLODE! Hey—you’re good at this stuff, do somethin’! ”

It was safe to say that everything he was told, flew out of his ear now.

    “...i guess. but you were stronger... and i don’t think so.”

     or, well, she certainly hoped not. that “sadistic woman” he referred to wasn’t someone she particularly liked. ray didn’t think that she was similar to her at all; she didn’t just kill people for entertainment; in fact, that was more like zack. ...well, then again, she didn’t do much of anything for entertainment.

    she listened to him speak first, and then waited for him to finish thinking. (zack, thinking for more than five seconds? for a while she would’ve thought it unbelievable.) she wasn’t expecting much more than an afterthought, wondering if he’d mention anything about the fact that they were apparently dead, but she didn’t even get that much from him. just a frustrated yell. she’d set the bar too high.

     “i don’t know what i don’t know, zack. i know as much as you do about this. we’re here. we’ve been partnered and are going to be inseparable for a few days...” she paused for a moment.

     “...and we’re apparently dead.”

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Whoever his elected partner was, is a fuckin’ DUMBASS.

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     “…huh?”

     she was shaken out of her stupor by zack’s /lovely/ greeting of immediately yelling at her. she wasn’t surprised, but this second reunion wasn’t seeming to be as full of weird emotion as the last. but that made sense, because she’d apparently been hurting him.

     oh, yeah. the pulling thing. had it hurt him too? she almost felt a little guilty for trying to walk away just to see what happened--it had hurt quite a bit--but really, thinking back on the things she'd seen him live through...

    "yeah, it was me." her voice showed no sympathy for him. “i thought you were tougher than that, though.” she just stared blankly, fully expecting him to nag at her more; but she didn't care. it was typical of him, she was used to it.

     really, she was kind of glad he was his usual self like this.

     and she was glad he was her partner, too. fate seemed to have worked in her favor again. could nothing part them? that was yet to be known to her; but she hoped nothing could.

     “...anyways. did you just get here? i didn’t feel anything until just before i ran into you again,” she didn’t know if he was just as confused as she was, or if he remembered any more than she did. or if he was as frustrated by not knowing it as she was. and considering how many things frustrated him, it was likely.

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     she’d been partnered with someone.

     she knew almost immediately because her temporary partner (the tube of blue glitter) vanished from her bag, and she felt a strange, supernatural pull towards someone else.

     this was not what she wanted. she had no interest in this partnering system, even if it had some practical purpose of “lessening the strain on her soul.” she didn’t want to be paired with a random stranger. she didn’t need it.

     and not to mention that she already had a partner. (in her eyes, at least.) she didn’t need a new person. she already had him, whether he was here o not. and considering they were (apparently) dead, it might be better if he wasn’t here.

     even if she admitted she missed him.

     but there was no getting around this. if she tried to walk away, it would hurt her. she risked collapsing. it wouldn’t be good. probably. so at her own pace, she followed the direction of the tug.

     she wondered what her partner would like, since the topic was on her mind, even if it wouldn’t affect her too much. she would adjust to them, live with being with them and even being invisibly attached to them,  for what was all of eternity. she was stuck with them, and she would learn to live with it. it couldn’t be too hard. she didn’t care.

     and maybe, someday, she would see her real partner again.

     aware of the fact that every step she brought was lessening the pulling sensation, she figured that meant she was getting closer to the time to meet that new person. she could just barely make out their figure--

     wait.

     ...huh?

     her mouth hung ever so slightly, her eyes widened. it was, perhaps, the most emotion she’d shown since her arrival in this place.

     it wasn’t only surprise that filled her heart. there was disbelief, and even joy. she couldn’t take another step forward. she whispered to herself, if only because he might be too far away to hear her...

     “...zack..?”

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    she arrived rather late in the evening. it felt quiet here in “amaranth,” a place which she still had quite a bit of questions about. her inner conflicts about this specific afterlife--something she hadn’t planned for at all--she had to force herself to push that to the side.

    information first. pondering why she was here, and where here exactly was, what was going on, all of that could come later.

    yet she chose to search for information on her own instead of bothering to ask anyone for help. all she had was what she’d been given. she’d wandered somewhat aimlessly, getting a slight feel for the area, and she found herself in the star gardens.

    it was a calm and pleasant area by any standards. beautiful, as well. she tilted the pocket mirror she’d gotten as a gift from the people who run this place as it glimmered, reflecting the lights.

    she didn’t feel much about any of this. it’s beauty didn’t overwhelm her, nor was she here to see the sights in the first place. she just found herself here since it was where her feet carried her.

    the only thing to particularly catch her attention was a tall figure standing a short distance away, staring into the sky, or perhaps just into nothing. since she’d made such little progress, perhaps she could ask a question to this person.

     she walked over to him, not bothering to take in his appearance for the most part. she stopped in front of him, and stared up, blinking only every once in a while, and waiting for him to notice her presence.

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