There was no stopping Richter as soon as he knew where he was going, tearing away from his older self the moment Aster’s home was pointed out to him. Despite the shouts of protest from the other, Richter pointedly ignored them-- in that moment, nothing mattered to him more than making sure Aster was alright.. that in the destruction of that other world, he had not been harmed, or..
But as he neared the door, more than ready to kick it down if need be, it was already being opened for him.. and standing beyond the threshold was a familiar face, as if waiting for him.
Though it was not one he.. entirely expected to see.
“.. ?!” at first, no sound escaped him. It was as if all breath had been stolen from his lungs, rendering him frozen in place. Even if he could recognize this person anywhere, to see them like this.. grown up past the point of their death..
“A.. Aster..?” it was difficult to believe what he was seeing was even real, and suddenly.. Richter wondered he’d somehow wandered into a dream.
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