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A New Beginning ~ From the End
Feb. 5th, 2019 01:04 am[ Ever since Atsushi had stolen the black-clad male away, Vanitas couldn't help but feel as if it were nothing but a dream or hallucination at best. It wasn't the other's fault, but given that Xehanort had granted him his lease on life once more, Vanitas had no expectations that he'd find his happiness, and the pain, the ache of not being whole was insurmountable. Even if it was bearable, by virtue of him forcing to get used to it.
Why would he, after going through such pain, after in the end being only someone's darkness - not even worth a person - would he finally be granted release from that? No one can say he deserved that much, or so he thought. He didn't think it before, but now he'd wondered how he had the chance to even be happy before.
To know someone like Atsushi who would dare to love him, even when so many better people had existed was now a mystery to him. And now, he has to face all of this...all of his delusions, because he wanted to be happy, because he wanted the pain to stop.
His thoughts rushing haphazardly through his head finally make Vanitas stop walking, and he removes his helmet, which was somewhat damaged in the fray but not enough to completely shatter. Then, he turns to face Atsushi, golden eyes bright despite their weariness. ]
...It's funny, isn't it? Even after everything, I can't help but think of you, and this place. None of this can be real, can it? Nothing ever goes right, so why would it now...?
[ He laughs, and it's a familiar sharp with a good dosage of unhinged as he drops his helmet, letting it land on the floor, feeling himself become unsteady in his belief that it was all fake. Dark forms even took shape, his negative feelings at an all time high, for the moment. ]
Why would he, after going through such pain, after in the end being only someone's darkness - not even worth a person - would he finally be granted release from that? No one can say he deserved that much, or so he thought. He didn't think it before, but now he'd wondered how he had the chance to even be happy before.
To know someone like Atsushi who would dare to love him, even when so many better people had existed was now a mystery to him. And now, he has to face all of this...all of his delusions, because he wanted to be happy, because he wanted the pain to stop.
His thoughts rushing haphazardly through his head finally make Vanitas stop walking, and he removes his helmet, which was somewhat damaged in the fray but not enough to completely shatter. Then, he turns to face Atsushi, golden eyes bright despite their weariness. ]
...It's funny, isn't it? Even after everything, I can't help but think of you, and this place. None of this can be real, can it? Nothing ever goes right, so why would it now...?
[ He laughs, and it's a familiar sharp with a good dosage of unhinged as he drops his helmet, letting it land on the floor, feeling himself become unsteady in his belief that it was all fake. Dark forms even took shape, his negative feelings at an all time high, for the moment. ]
