Considering how only lovesick works on men in Elrics. What do you think about the Hopes? From what I see, all of them have something in common.
They'll do anything for their darling.
Vedma betrayed humanity and her own family for that ugly guy. I am not sure about Vedma's daughter but I read your book in quotev. I don't see Mara's husband anywhere...
Natasha? She definitely do anything for Sebastian.
Hope is the same case, she decided to work as a knight for Sora.
Aye, now you asked this
Meet the Hopes ❤️
Vedma Hope
Visha Hope
Mara Hope
Natasha Hope
Chara Hope
Honestly Mara's backstory is pretty disturbing which I'm not going to write that in here. (I'll write it on wattpad though, just remind me) I don't want to get ban 💀.. anyway, to answer your question. No they're not lovesick, if they do their 'darling' would be dead the moment they fell in love.
For Vedma, well she was raised by mystical creatures so she doesn't understand true love anyway and yes, that ugly ass guy is manipulative so yeah... She went to wrong path.
They don't exactly do anything for their darling... ... Vedma situation that she got manipulated. Natasha? She and Sebastian are so in love with each other, come on- look at them 💀 (super in love.)
Chara? Hahaha, you're telling me she'll do anything? Awe man, yeah she was a kid back then and she wanted to see Sora again. Her best friend but now she turned into a slave by Dream. Can you image that? Do you call that love? No, nope. Stockholm Syndrome, trapping and more.
I imagine (or at least, I hope) there's a lot of overlap between First Witch and Dolmistaska readers. But, just in case, here's the call for all coven members who haven't already to read Dolmistaska! It's a big reason why First Witch exists!
Witch, Picture, and Red-Eyed Girl (Sagrada Reset 2) - Epilogue
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August 12th—Three days passed since the fateful night when the witch meet Sasano Hiroyuki again and disappeared from Sakurada. On this Saturday morning, Kei sat on his bed. The room was poorly lit because he didn't bother opening the curtains.
He recalled what the witch told him 3 days prior.
For a few minutes, she told Asai Kei about his future.
"The Bureau won't pursue any of you over this incident. Because archiving everything as only mine and Sasano Hiroyuki's problem is the simplest procedure. You don't need to worry about this point. All that makes you is someone the Bureau doesn't like.", she calmly professed. "I truly wish I could give you something more detailed, but sorry, I'm sure that the future I saw means nothing."
He couldn't believe her.
"Why would you say so?"
The idea of Future Sight being pointless was inconceivable to him.
Her right hand gently touched Kei's cheek. Her palm was coarse. She closed her eyes and began to speak slowly.
"You'll be involved in something huge."
"In what?"
"An issue involving my successor."
The witch's successor.
A person with the ability to become the foundation of the Bureau's system.
"Does a person like this really exist?"
The witch nodded.
"The Bureau has always been looking for someone with an ability capable of replacing me in my role. But they couldn't find it anywhere. I thought we no longer had anyone other than me with the ability to see the future. But..."
She opened her eyes and looked deeply into Kei's expression.
"You know who has this ability.", she said looking at Kei with her expressionless face. "Two years ago, you met a person with the ability to see the future."
(It can't be.)
But in his denial, he noticed it. The facts hit him whether he wanted it or not.
"Is your successor... Is this person who can see the future a girl?"
"Yes."
"Middle schooler, short hair, skinny, big eyes?"
"Yes."
"A girl who died two years ago?"
"Yes, that one."
He felt everything click. Every piece of information thus far combined to form a neatly concise whole.
"You'll see her again.", the witch declared. "She has the power to learn the future. That is the power to change the future. So your future can drastically change on a whim. The future I saw means nothing."
He remembered laughing out loud on his way home after parting ways with her. Once he was alone, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He laughed until his eyes were filled with tears. Even now 3 days later, he's assailed by a powerful urge to laugh whenever he remembers her. He feels like laughing as a way to cry.
Kei remembered the events of two years before, of one month before, and of a few days before. He remembered all the events and the people he met along the way.
He smirked.
(I suspected it. Everything felt too good to be true. I could feel someone's design. I couldn't easily obtain a photo of her at sunset on those tetrapods for no reason. The card I needed wouldn't fall on my lap all that conveniently.)
Everything made sense if she was seeing the future two years ago. He knew, for example, what the Macguffin was and what purpose it served.
He didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. But at the very least, things made sense.
Kei quickly shook his head.
He decided now was a moment to interpret everything positively. The witch saw a future where they meet again. That's all that mattered.
At 12:30, Asai Kei was in Sasano Hiroyuki's garden. Haruki Misora and Murase Youka stood next to him. He brought the two with him for a simple experiment.
Kei looked up to see the aged cherry tree before him.
Despite being under the blue summer sky and surrounded by verdant trees, this tree produced very few withered leaves. The tree aged into a visual reminder of death.
Kei lowered his eyelids, then turned around to face Haruki. She had her phone to her ear. Her elbow was no longer bandaged, but there was a tiny scar left.
"Save.", said Kei.
She gave her usual answer.
"August 12th, 12:29:02."
Kei nodded and pulled out a photograph. A photo of the cherry tree in full bloom. One of the pictures in the album mailed to him.
Kei, Haruki, and Murase each grabbed one of the photo's corners.
The sound of the cicadas grew distant. The sharp violence of the summer lights dissolved and transformed into something softer. The sky and trees took a more subdued color. And the cherry tree in front of them had its widespread branches in full bloom.
White petals floated in the wind.
"So pretty.", mumbled Murase.
Sasano Hiroyuki's ability: to pull the ones touching the photo into the world inside the picture.
His ability creates a world of the past and deletes it mere 10 minutes later. The trio found themselves in a world replicated in film.
Petals calmly fluttered in the air. They looked like they were floating, but they weren't. They spent a few seconds watching their inefficient and unregulated fall.
Kei picked up a fallen petal from the ground and handed it to Murase.
"If you'd please."
She grasped the petal tight.
"Body, reset."
She's no longer affected by the Reset.
Kei looked up to see the pale blue sky cut off by a large section of white.
"Reset."
The world collapsed and reconstructed itself.
The one minute that passed after the Save was left out of it. The past created by Sasano Hiroyuki's ability was deleted. The world momentarily regained its past form.
Looking at the aged sakura under the summer lights, Kei recalled the image of the proudly blooming tree. It was like seeing an illusion.
"We Reset—Murase, your hand."
She extended her gripping hand and opened it.
She alone was unaffected by the Reset. In her hand, there was the only fragment of the past that survived it.
One cherry petal.
"Thank you."
Kei took the cherry petal and lightly rubbed his fingers on it. It seemed real. It was a petal from the actual bloomed flower that Sasano photographed in this garden ages ago. Or its replica.
"What's even the point of this?", asked Murase.
"I really wanted this petal."
"Won't it return to nothing in no time?"
The effects of Sasano's ability lasted 10 minutes. The world created by his ability disappears 10 minutes later.
"I'm sure the petal won't disappear."
"How come?"
"Because Sasano's ability never activated. The fact that his ability was used was erased by the Reset."
The petal was set to disappear 10 minutes after the ability's activation. Which didn't matter because the ability was never used. The program that deleted the petal was not in effect.
"There's no longer any reason for the petal to disappear."
"How do you know that's how it works?"
"Conjecture. It's just a prediction."
(I have no way of knowing it, but she had. I'm sure that when she died two years ago, she knew of this practical loophole in Sasano's ability.)
Kei held the petal against the sky.
Would the aged tree think this petal came from one of its flowers? If the tree was aware of everything, would it consider the flowers created by Sasano's ability as part of itself?
He didn't know.
Kei couldn't determine if the petal was real or false.
With a vaguely lonely expression, Murase caressed the old cherry tree. Haruki walked next to Kei and watched his face. Kei turned to her and quietly whispered.
"I'll bring Souma Sumire back to life."
"Is it possible?"
"I don't know. But if this petal doesn't disappear, I can do the same thing again."
Haruki blinked slowly.
Her eyes reflected Kei's face.
"Do you have a photo of her?"
"Uhum."
"Is this why you told me the Swampman's story?"
"Yeah."
Haruki opened her mouth but could only bring herself to say what she wanted to a moment later.
"Is the girl in the photo the real her?"
Kei softly shook his head.
"I don't know."
She's a Swampman. An identical stranger with the same "world" as her.
(But I know she wants to leave the photo.)
Kei lowered his line of sight to the petal in his hand.
10 minutes passed, 20 minutes passed, and the petal didn't disappear.
"Hey, can we leave already?", asked Murase.
Kei answered with a smile.
"Yes, thank you for today."
Murase turned back and walked away.
Haruki stood right next to Kei, still looking at him.
Kei let go of the petal. He knew Haruki would follow it with her gaze.
The single petal danced in the wind, with the summer sky and the deep green of the trees as the background to its spectacle. Was it fictional? A mirage of the past? Or an insignificantly trivial part of reality?
It didn't matter which. The white petal under the blue sky was beautiful.
Kei turned back and walked away before the flying petal could drop to the aged tree's roots.
