Send ‘GAME OVER’ to get a glimpse of one of the worse possible endings that can happen to my muse in their life.
It can vary to death, tragic occurences, loss of loved ones, becoming evil, betrayal, etc. It can be a short description or a short drabble.
For multimuses: Specify which muse(s).
@takesheart : game over :')
“I’m sorry but for your mother’s wish, she wanted her father back again. Brought into this reality using my research method. Revived from the dead with the help of my power, thus making them being a happy and carefree family together. Which in return, made it so that the events of your past changed. Your parents never had met since the conditions never were there for that to happen, thus changing all the events of your life permanently. Basically, you won’t exist. Actually, you’re already disappearing. I am so sorry Kurusu-kun. I truly am. If I had known this was going to happen....no, your mother deserves to be happy all the time and if this is the cost then so be it. I wish for everyone’s happiness. To let you know, I still owe a great lot to you Kurusu-kun......no, that’s not quite it is it? Even if no one remembers your existence, I will. So good night, Amano-kun”.
There was the same feeling as when he disappeared when being forgotten from the public when fighting the holy grail. But this felt more empty, more hollow. More despair than he could even imagine. Not only because he trusted his counselor so much and was disappointed when he went mad due to the influence of control but also betrayed by the one person he knew that would never fold under the pressure, his mother, Maya. Looks like everyone had some type of desire, some type of dream that couldn’t be reached. And the fact that his mother would even sacrifice her own flesh and blood hurt like hell. He would had fought and screamed at the truth but that was all over now. There wasn’t even a chance that Akira would even end up back in the velvet room. A blue butterfly was dying along with him. It looks like he really messed up. Akechi was right. Bonds were truly a waste a time. They could only make you suffer and cause sorrow. He feels his body disappearing so much that only his face remained. Only one word escaped his mouth. His last word. Cast upon fear and death. Reaching out to the one who he disliked the most but it was the only thought he had before time ran out.
----“Dad. Help. I’m scared........”.
A whisper caught on the winds that reached a certain detective in Sumaru City, Konan district. But by then, it was already too late. The boy, the son, who’s name was Akira Amano-Suou, ceased to exist. Couldn’t save anything that was just smoke and mirrors.