he's reborn
seen from Germany

seen from United States
seen from Japan
seen from Germany
seen from China

seen from Australia
seen from China

seen from South Korea
seen from China

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Italy

seen from Netherlands

seen from Malaysia
seen from China

seen from Malaysia
seen from China

seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from Kazakhstan
he's reborn
"Nakano-san?... You wouldn't happen to be busy at the moment would you? I.. I need some help if you don't mind."
"Oh, hello Vi-san. No I guess... I guess I'm not really busy. Um, what do you need?"
Pretty please.... I guess?
17. My muse is dying in your muse’s arms.
Shuddering, Alexander drew a breath in. His breaths were numbered, but that wasn't something he should spend his dying moments thinking about. He seemed to feel himself sinking with each passing moment. Blood, slow and deep and dark, gushed out from his stomach and a shot to his chest.
He didn't remember getting shot. Alex was pretty sure it was accidental. Or at least, when he saw the color of his blood seeping into his sweatshirt, he couldn't remember hearing anything that would sound like a shot.
Alex was resting against someone. Vision swimming, he attempted to see the person who held him upright. "W-who...?" Alex managed to wheeze out.