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Leaving soon, pleading with you.

Right before the rain will soak me through.

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Captain's Arc — Death

Persian would have been lying if he said that the shadow didn't scare him. However what scared him more, was Vela and Kibidi plunging their way more into his plans. So as soon as the shadow had left, he left as well, walking across the sand, making the full half circle to be able to get back to the tower. He flew up and then went over to Flynt. He looked at him. "Neither Vela or Kibidi here?"

Flynt looked over to Persian now as he entered into the tower. "Persian! No, they both left a bit ago. Just us again." He had the softest smile under his mask. He was so sweet. Persian moved, going over to Flynt and hugging him closely. Persian's hands moved, slowly going over Flynt's mask, feeling the texture, it almost felt like stone, but the mask was lighter than stone.

"I didn't want to bother you while you were with them." He shrugged softly. "You seemed like you needed to see them, and I respect that, I respect you, always, my love." If Flynt's face was visible he would be blushing so deeply at that moment.

"Thank you, Pers." He hugged closer to Persian now. Staying close to him. Persian put his hand onto the back of Flynt's head, lightly caressing his hair, feeling the softness of Flynt's hair. His hand traveled down to the band that kept Flynt's hair out of his face, down to the curve of his mask and then to the eyepatch where Flynt had his missing eye.

"Y'know, sweetheart. You never told me about your eye. Do you think you'd be willing to explain?" Persian now asked. Flynt paused now. He.. He hated rethinking the memory, it hurt him. Every time he thought of it, it hurt him.

"Sure. I'll tell you." He didn't want to. Was this an invasion of his privacy? No. It couldn't be. He was willingly telling Persian. He really needed to stop making this more about himself than it was.

"I don't exactly remember who did it. I can't remember her face at all. But I remember she cared for me. She taught me how to swim, she taught me how to cook my salmon, she treated me as he son. She loved me, she really did. But sometime, I don't remember when, she just. She changed. She kept talking about how the light was too much, how it was hurting her head, how much she had a headache. She. She looked at me, she told me I was glowing, I thought that she meant it as a compliment, but instead, she moved to me, said I was glowing too much, that I needed to be turned down. She. She slammed my head into the wall next to us, cracking my mask, before realizing she could take off my mask. So she took it off. Then she dug her two fingers into my eye, ripping it out, harshly. It. It really hurt. And." Flynt stopped talking now.

Persian hugged him close. "It's okay sweetheart, you don't need to say anymore. Thank you for telling me." It was a perfect story, one Persian could easily copy.

He looked around the small area now, he paused. "Flynt..? What's that?" Flynt turned around now, to be able to see exactly what Persian was looking at.

"Oh! That's the vial Kibidi gave me. It a small potion, supposed to make me glow." He laughed softly. "She had told me that she thought I'd be the one to like those kinds of spells." Flynt was lying. That was a first. He had never lied before. Especially not to Persian. Why would he lie? He trusted Persian deeply, Persian wouldn't do anything about it anyways. There was no danger, there never was.

Persian nodded softly. He walked towards the vial, letting go of Flynt. "A glow spell?" He looked at it, holding it in his hand now. Then it slipped, shattering onto the ground. "Oh shoot! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-!"

Flynt raised his hands, his palms facing towards Persian. "It's okay! It's okay! Truly! It was just a glow spell! I can get another from her some other time! It's okay." Persian turned to Flynt now, he moved, walking towards Flynt and holding his hands. "Are you sure? Truly sure? I'm so sorry, my love." He pressed his mask to Flynt's.

"I'm sure it's okay, I can always get another, I swear." Flynt confirmed, Persian then smiled and pulled away. "Okay, good. Again, I'm sorry."

Persian seemed to think for a moment. "Do you wanna go for a walk, through the realms real quickly, I dunno. We haven't gone for a while, I thought it would be nice." Flynt now brightened up at Persian's idea.

"I'd love that!" Flynt hugged onto Persian again. He knew he didn't need to use that spell. He trusted Kibidi's word, he truly did. But he knew Persian wasn't isolating him! Right now there was clearly proof! They were gonna leave! They were gonna head somewhere! And Flynt was more than happy with that, he was so happy. He didn't realize how happy he was to leave until just now. Maybe that was something he needed to talk about to someone, but currently? Not right now! He was getting to go on an adventure with his boyfriend!

Flynt let go of Persian, he got a small bag and packed his things, Persian looked at Flynt as he did that. "You don't need to pack much, sweetheart. We're not gonna be gone long. Not even more than a day, I just wanted us to leave for a while." Flynt now turned to Persian. He put his stuff away.

"Got it!" He grabbed his torch. Then headed back to Persian, there they held hands, going to the edge of the tower, then pushing off and heading towards the boat to leave treasure reef. Flynt loved his home, he truly did. He loved it so dearly. But he guessed that being cooped up in it all the time made him a bit restless, and now that he was leaving, he felt nicer.

The trip through the wasteland was almost nice. Flynt liked the small memories he had here in the wasteland. It was beautiful, even as a wasteland. There was beauty in everything. You just needed to look in the right place. Like the ark, the ark was beautiful, and he had met Kibidi there. He missed her already, even though he had just seen her. He made a mental note to visit her more often, he'd like to see her more. Truly he wanted to see her more. She meant a lot to him after all.

Their small travels through Triumph were good too, it was short, but the wind in Flynt's hair was nice, it was perfect. Relaxing, the soft cold of the snow, it always made Flynt happy. He actually really liked the cold.

Then they got to the vault. They traveled up the elevator together, Flynt also loved it here too. It was pretty, very pretty. Always pretty. He smiled softly, then they made it up to the entrance of Eden.

Flynt paused. "Are we going in there?" Persian looked back to Flynt now, "Yeah, just for a little bit. It won't be that bad, I swear."

Flynt stayed put, "are you.. Are you sure? I mean, why are we going in there?"

Persian kept his hold on Flynt's hand. "The butterflies. Duh." Flynt nodded, yeah like that made everything make sense. He took a small breath. Then nodded. "Okay, we can keep going." Persian now smiled and then took Flynt into Eden.

"Good. I knew you'd come around."

They traveled through, up more and more towards the Eye. It.. It frightened Flynt. "Can we not go all the way up there? This is already terrifying." Flynt has let go of Persian's hand, he was slightly in front of Persian too.

Persian moved, pushing Flynt's head into the ground. It knocked Flynt out instantly. Persian smiled when he stood back up, nearby he had hidden a spear. So he grabbed it, then he walked back to Flynt. "I care for you, I'll always care for you."

Persian moved down, pressing their masks together, "I'll put it in your hands for you to take. I'll grip you even tighter every day."

"Flynt? Sweetheart?" He paused, waiting almost. Flynt made a noise, a soft one, but he wasn't awake yet, but somehow, he seemed to be listening. Persian took a small breath, a sigh almost. "You'll never leave me, right?"

Flynt made another movement, this time it seemed to be of worry. Persian laughed softly. "Of course you wouldn't. You never would leave me. You care too much about me, don't you?"

Flynt lifted his head off the ground, but obviously, while unconscious, he couldn't hold his head up that much, so it hit back onto the rock. "Stop it. You're going to hurt yourself." Persian now said.

Flynt made a small noise, it sounded like Persian's name almost.

Persian was getting impatient now. "Flynt." The boy below made more movement. "Focus, Flynt."

Flynt started to wake up now, he moved, trying to sit up. Persian grabbed Flynt's mask and pushed him back into the ground.

"Pers—"

"No! Shut up!" Flynt did. He shut up.

"You know how fucking annoying you are? Every single word that falls out of your mouth is so painful to hear." Flynt seemed to pause at those words. Almost like he was in denial. Persian laughed softly.

"Fuck." Persian let go of Flynt's mask, he stood above him. "Get out of your damn head, Flynt!"

Flynt refocused in onto Persian. He took in a breath.

Persian smiled. "I can't believe it actually worked. You willingly went with me to Eden. You are so fucking stupid." Persian started to raise the spear. Looking at it with awe. "Just like everyone else."

Persian looked back down towards Flynt. "Oh sweetheart, you know I love you, right?" He smiled under his mask. Flynt has fear on his face. It was so clear. Persian loved it so much.

Persian stood straight. "I your death shall be glory, cherished to me. It allowed me to learn more. And I thank you deeply for that."

He stabbed the spear through Flynt's chest, "I love you, sweetheart." Persian finally said. He moved down, removing his own mask, pressing a kiss to Flynt's mask.

That was their first kiss. Their first and last.

Persian got up, looking at the dark dragons above, and moved out of the way. And on the dark dragon's natural path, spotted Flynt. The beautiful blue turning red, clicking, then charging down, making the final kill on Flynt.

Persian watched, his mask had been fully removed. Tossed aside. He walked, towards Flynt's dead body. Picked up his mask that no longer had a glowing eye, showing Flynt was alive. It was darkened. Flynt was gone.

He put on the mask. Picked up the spear, then began to walk away, wearing the mask of the person he had just tricked. Flynt should have seen it. He really should have. Persian was never a good person. He never was.

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Captain's Arc — Canon Line

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"I care for you, I'll always care for you." The words he loved hearing, Persian was just to die for. He was so pretty and he made Flynt feel happy. Holding his hand while almost dancing under the water, watching the beauty that passed alongside them, the world felt at peace.

Pressing their masks together, "I'll put it in your hands for you to take. I'll grip you even tighter every day." Persian always had his way with words. It grounded Flynt, allowing him to smile from under his mask. He wouldn't be let go from Persian. Never again would someone leave him. Staying under the stars, hours later, it was dark out, it was peaceful.

"Flynt? Sweetheart?" Persian looked over to the other boy. Flynt was relaxed, he was calmed, watching how the clouds moved, sometimes parting to make room for the stars.

"Yeah, Pers?" He didn't look at Persian, he kept his gaze up at the sky. Persian brought his hand over to Flynt, clasping their hands together.

"You'll never leave me, right?" His voice, Persian's voice. It sounded sad. It caused Flynt to look over, looking into the eyes of Persian's own mask. Flynt got up and pulled Persian up, pulling him into a hug.

"Why would I ever leave you? I care so much about you." And those words were true. They always were true.

Flynt had his hands on Persian's back, but now everything was feeling like sand. His vision blurred. His heart started to beat. Everything was fine just a moment ago. Why was everything not fine? Why did everything hurt?

He looked up. He tried to understand his surroundings. He couldn't he couldn't see. It was like all the sand had filled his one good eye. He tore off his mask, he tried to at least. It wasn't working, his mask wouldn't come off. "Stop it. You're going to hurt yourself." Flynt zeroed in on the voice.

"Persian!?" He let his gaze fall back down to his hands. The sand in his mask was gone, he could barely see much, but he knew where his hands where. Flynt felt numb, he could feel throbbing pains coursing throughout his entire body. Everything hurt, his head was too heavy and he felt like he would pass out at this point.

"Flynt." Persian said now.

"I'm okay." At least that's what he thought. He had thought that everything had gone fine, he had thought that the entire time, and yet? No. It hadn't gone well. The night had faded so quickly, something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

"Focus, Flynt." That didn't sound like his name anymore, his name had to be something different. Something else. It never made sense. Somewhere, some other world, he was fine. He started to sit up from where he lay.

A hand was put onto his mask, pushed him back down into the sand. No. It wasn't sand, it was rock. They were on a rocky area. Fuck. Everything was red, above him stood Persian, Persian's hand was on his mask, pushing him down.

"Pers—"

"No! Shut up!" Flynt did. He shut up.

"You know how fucking annoying you are? Every single word that falls out of your mouth is so painful to hear."

Persian didn't love him. He knew it from the start, it had always been like that. He had known it, why hadn't she listened to herself? He kept believing everybody. And he was let down once more.

Persian never loved him, he never would and Flynt would have to deal with that. Maybe he could try exploring again a dating. Or maybe he could just not try altogether. Focus on his pirating, and let it take over his body so much that he couldn't tell what was real or what wasn't real anymore. Just like before. He could instead allow his job to give him the love and care he wanted.

"Get out of your damn head, Flynt!" And just as easily as he fell, he was pulled back out into the world.

"I can't believe it actually worked. You willingly went with me to Eden. You are so fucking stupid." Persian.. Persian had a spear. Where had he gotten that from?

Why hadn't Flynt seen it? He had gotten manipulated. Used. Everything he knew was a lie.

Shit. Flynt was going to die. He couldn't die here! He needed to fight. He needed to get out of this. He wouldn't let himself die. He had a life! He had things to do, he wanted to live! He wanted to go swimming again, he wanted to meet new people! He didn't want to die! He wanted to hug someone. One last time.

"Oh sweetheart, you know I love you, right?" The words snapped Flynt back again, he focused in on Persian from below. He could see the under half of his face clearly, the smile.. He.. He hated it now. But now Flynt didn't know anymore. It didn't seem right. It never seemed right. It wasn't right.

Persian stood straight. "I your death shall be glory, cherished to me. It allowed me to learn more. And I thank you deeply for that."

He stabbed the spear through Flynt's chest, "I love you, sweetheart." Persian finally said. He moved down, removing his own mask, pressing a kiss to Flynt's mask.

That was their first kiss. Their first and last.

Persian got up, looking at the dark dragons above, and moved out of the way. And on the dark dragon's natural path, spotted Flynt. The beautiful blue turning red, clicking, then charging down, making the final kill on Flynt.

Persian watched, his mask had been fully removed. Tossed aside. He walked, towards Flynt's dead body. Picked up his mask that no longer had a glowing eye, showing Flynt was alive. It was darkened. Flynt was gone.

He put on the mask. Picked up the spear, then began to walk away, wearing the mask of the person he had just tricked. Flynt should have seen it. He really should have. Persian was never a good person. He never was.