Chapter 15: Avalanche
(warning: panic attacks, past trauma, past character death)
"-You want me to do what?"
Ryuga looked at him as if he grew a second head. Maybe he
should've thought this through a bit more. But the more he thinks about it, the
more painful it feels. He can only take so much before he blacks out.
(And at time like this, the other voice is strangely quiet.
Watching. Waiting.)
"I-" A deep breath, "-I want you to go
through my memory contained in this blade. I need to do this-" His hands
starts to tremble. He hardens his grip on Roze to curb it.
"-I need to get over it."
He steeled his gaze enough to look straight into Ryuga's
eyes.
"..Can you help me, please?"
*
His plea came out just above whisper. He
looks like he's seconds away from breaking down.
What should I do?
(Faintly he can hear wind howling in the distance, and the
sound of the statue cracking.)
He can feel his blood running cold.
What should I do?
"..Ryuga?"
Glancing towards Zaruba who remained silent throughout. He
can't-
He can't bear leaving anyone in the dark.
"I'll help you." He can see some of the tension
leaving. "-But I can't guarantee how well it'll turn out. So, do you still
want to do it?"
"Yes." The reply came faster than expected. Like a
dam impending to burst.
Standing mere inches apart, he takes Mikage's hand that is
still holding the blade into his own, bringing it closer.
"-Mother-!"
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