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✵I'm the king of the world!!✵ (spacetimedoor)

A small spider crawled away from the scene. It was Nrvnqsr. What use was it to even take his human form when in her eyes, he was worse then an insect. The spider stopped its crawling just a little ways from where it had left in such a hurry. Nrvnqsr felt like he was going to crumble apart into dust without a reason to go on. He couldn't just move without finding a reason, without finding something that gave him happiness. A happy memory? He searched all his different beasts. None had ever had anything remotely happy in their lives. They were monsters, that alone destined then for suffering. Maybe that was his fate as well. He just needed one, something to cling on to...some scrap of happiness... There was a sudden darkness and then light as another memory bubble appeared. The young alchemist hit the ground running. He was laughing in the night air, running as fast as he could. He only stopped once the rumbling steps of the wandering tomb could no longer be heard. It was just his breath and the sounds of the nearby forest. They couldn't catch him now, all of those fools in the tomb were too busy rotting in their cages. No, this alchemist wasn't like them, he was free. It had taken him ages, but finally he had secretly perfected a reality marble, then implanted it into himself. He had been able to survive by turning himself into a vampire before, then escape during the night with all his secrets. Too many of the alchemists sacred laws had been broken now, but it wasn't like they could stop him if they wanted too. Fuck his family name, and fuck all those old geazers too. The blood of a true ancestor was in his veins. He was a god! He swung his fists in the air as if punching out an invisible enemy. This strength, this power. Damn he could get addicted to being able to punch hard enough to crack wind. The alchemist ran up to the first tree he saw at the edge of the forest, and gripping its trunk, he pulled up its roots. A god! A flurry of crow came flying out of the tree. He could hear animals scatter in the forest. "Shit..." He set the tree down as lightly as possible, wincing as it shook the ground again. Ok maybe he was a god, but he had to be quiet too. He needed an animal to test out his new body. That's what he named the reality marble, the lair of the beast king. He was gonna become the beast king, the only creature alive with a body as powerful as his. He would collect all the powerful phantasmal beasts of the world, all the ones the myths said died long ago. Excitement and confidence pulsed fast in his veins. There was a sudden noise from the forests edges, a pair of green eyes looking back at him. And them another noise, closer, and the emergence of a human figure. For a newly made vampire, his reflexes were pretty dull. The 30 year old alchemist looked over to her. "Huh? Who are you?"

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Fashion disaster (Setsuna/Nero)

Finally, he was ready to go find her again. All the gifts had been prepared precisely as they should. It had taken most of the day, but things were looking promising now. Maybe she was like other vampires and was more temperamental during certain parts of the day. That didn't matter though, as Nrvnqsr felt he was assured her good faith again with everything he had brought. Himself, he was just carrying a card... filled with the flowriest and sweet language that he was capable of laying to paper. It listed all her virtues and all the many ways he had come to love her in such a short time. It was probably the last resort. God forbid she was allowed to keep it, someone might find out he was capable of just heartfelt saying and think him soft.

Right by his side was Nrvnqsr's favorite deer, Eto, it's horns adored sheets of some of the most lavish and extravagant furs and fabrics. Even un-dyed, the quality they had was almost unnatural. Following Eto was an ibex and moose, carrying even more flease and wool samples on their horns. None of the creatures really minded. A murder of crows was above them, lifting a classic Greek style dress made purely from spider silk. Not of her design, but just a sample of what his spiders were capable of. The spiders in question were farther behind. They had done a lot of the work, but had already accepted the fact that they probably wouldn't get to come inside. Nobody liked them.

Behind them, a large slow moving porcupine. He was there to provide the needles. He would catch up eventually. Nrvnqsr gave a knock on the door, opening his mouth to call for her, but then closed it. Probably not the best idea to start with an apology. But then again, he had to say something or she might think it was a solicitor. Or one of her roommates might answer.