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WHO: Kouichi and YOU
WHERE: His Labyrinth
WHEN: Mid May
WHAT:
WARNINGS: Child Endangerment, Death
LABRINTH
I am ready, he had told himself, had told them. The sacrifice had come easy after months of trying to figure out why he alone was different. Why he had been brought to that world in the first place, was it destiny? To cause destruction or to meet his brother? A last chance? He'd been ready, had mentally prepared himself for the moment he felt he needed to take and then — And then that looming feeling drags him into the depths of darkness.
It's not possible. They defeated Cherubimon, the Digimon reborn into the light once more then why — Maybe, this was the afterlife he deserved.
In every direction you look dark, swirling clouds fill the space. It's an area designed to make you feel completely and utterly surrounded in darkness and all alone. The smokey clouds th at linger closest to what approximates the ground billow outwards forming walls that, despite their nature, can't be walked through. They move and shift and what's already an impossible walk through the darkness is made even more difficult.
He thought he'd seen the last of this place, had found the way in which the darkness walks within the light and yet — Yet. No amount of running through the clouds finds any end. It's as if he's being swallowed all over again and eventually the child has to stop, breath coming in puffs, and fear clasping his heart. He can't be here, he just can't.
As it gets to be too much, the young boy drops to his knees at the juncture of another cloudy wall and placed his hands to the side of his head. "No," he whispers to himself, voice clipping at the emotion that claws its way to his throat, "this can't be happening — I won't — I won't lose to the darkness again... Kouji..."
WHERE: His Labyrinth
WHEN: Mid May
WHAT:
WARNINGS: Child Endangerment, Death
LABRINTH
I am ready, he had told himself, had told them. The sacrifice had come easy after months of trying to figure out why he alone was different. Why he had been brought to that world in the first place, was it destiny? To cause destruction or to meet his brother? A last chance? He'd been ready, had mentally prepared himself for the moment he felt he needed to take and then — And then that looming feeling drags him into the depths of darkness.
It's not possible. They defeated Cherubimon, the Digimon reborn into the light once more then why — Maybe, this was the afterlife he deserved.
In every direction you look dark, swirling clouds fill the space. It's an area designed to make you feel completely and utterly surrounded in darkness and all alone. The smokey clouds th at linger closest to what approximates the ground billow outwards forming walls that, despite their nature, can't be walked through. They move and shift and what's already an impossible walk through the darkness is made even more difficult.
He thought he'd seen the last of this place, had found the way in which the darkness walks within the light and yet — Yet. No amount of running through the clouds finds any end. It's as if he's being swallowed all over again and eventually the child has to stop, breath coming in puffs, and fear clasping his heart. He can't be here, he just can't.
As it gets to be too much, the young boy drops to his knees at the juncture of another cloudy wall and placed his hands to the side of his head. "No," he whispers to himself, voice clipping at the emotion that claws its way to his throat, "this can't be happening — I won't — I won't lose to the darkness again... Kouji..."
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But when she found an opening for the Spirit Realm appeared close by, she couldn't help wanting to see what was on the other side. But the darkness is not at all what she's expecting, and she reaches out to try to find something - anything - that could help her find her way, until she realizes that she can't pass through the smoke. So she keeps her hand along the billowing wall, using it as a guide as she makes her way slowly through the suffocating darkness.
"Hello?" she calls out. It's so dark, she can't tell if this place was empty or she just couldn't see them.