( closed ) the moment man devoured the fruit of knowledge, he sealed his fate.

[luneminary]

Who: Ryoji and Various.
Where: All across Aldrip.
What: Some closed starters for the Gnosia event!
Warnings: General death and violence, incineration, assisted suicide/suicide, choking, ego death. Will update as it progresses!



This revelation does not come with fanfare. This is one that comes as subtle epiphany, like remembering to fetch your clothes from the laundromat or realizing you forgot to water your plants for the day. This is waking up and realizing something that has been there all along, something that has always existed inside you.

For Ryoji, it is a purpose. He doesn’t know where it comes from or why it is, only that it is ingrained in the fibers of his existence this entire time. It is instinct, a compulsion he cannot fight against — it is not a choice, or a quirk of personality. An instrument is only capable of fulfilling the purpose it has been given.

Nothing has to change, because everything is as how it has always been. As it should be. His regained dark wings remain tucked away, until the moment is at hand.

Humanity yearns for salvation. And he has been born to grant their final wish.

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[He had to be quick, he knew. Kotone has always been resourceful and a quick thinker. Scott being nearby also meant he couldn’t miss his single chance. He has learned from his earlier assassination attempt: he cannot hesitate, not even for a second. Not even for someone like Kotone.

Perhaps this is the time where their memories together should flash before his eyes. The time they have spent after school, the time they stared at the riverbank at Kyoto, the time he confided his worries on the school rooftop. That maybe that miracle would restore him back to his senses, that he would feel the guilt of killing someone so precious to him would jolt him out of what has turned him into Gnosia.

Kotone’s hand tries to reach for him, her fingers almost brushing his face. But they grasp nothing, in the end.

And Ryoji’s sorrowful smile remains, even as she falls. He withdraws his blade in one sharp motion, the weapon now stained in red blood. Blood that splatters to the ground, to his own clothes — even to Scott’s face.]

You’ve fought so well, Kotone-chan. [The melody in his voice sings of an elegy.] A peaceful sleep is the rest you rightfully deserve. You do not need to be in pain anymore.

[There is no guilt here. Not even the secret melancholy he hides under the smile of Ryoji Mochizuki. “It can’t be helped” — that is the phrase that encompasses the kind of sadness in his eyes.

Death unfurls his wings once more.

And so he sets his sights onto Scott, exchanging pleasantries like they are greeting a brand new day.]

Hello, Scott-san. I will make sure neither of you will not go alone.

It would be less sad that way.

[laserguy]

[Everything happened so quickly.

There's no possible way for him to react to anything, not when a gnosia attack is in play, and for a moment there's just confusion. Confusion that's replaced by dread, with that feeling further accentuated when Messiah suddenly appears to wrap her arms around him with a certain finality. He almost wants to hold her back because it's Kotone, at least an extension of her, but she disappears and time snaps back to normal with the events of everything that just happened brutally coming along with it.

Along with the blood splattering across his face.

His head slowly tilts, face frozen in numb shock, as he watches Kotone's body fall to the ground. She's not moving. There's blood already pooling around that hole in her chest and Scott stares longer at her form in disbelief, with one shaking hand slowly rising to the blood that's on his cheek. This is real. This is actually happening, isn't it? This isn't some nightmare that he can just wake up from. No matter how many times he blinks, the visage in front of him doesn't change.

There's still that dread, but it's more distant and no longer that constant pressure against him. It feels nothing compared to the suffocating feeling in his chest, like he was one that was stabbed, because he can't breathe. His throat is fully locked up as he focuses on the slumped form of his beloved girlfriend. What's happening-- she can't be dead, even though the wound in her body suggests otherwise. Of course he's not naïve to the thought that one day Kotone would die here, but to have it finally happen, in front of him...

.....

He's screaming, he's pretty sure he is, the only sound that's finally able to leave his throat.]

K-Kotone!!

[There's still that obvious threat in front of him and he should move. Do something. He can't just stand here with tears slipping beneath his glasses; he has to avenge her. Another shaky exhale leaves the mutant as Scott finally focuses on Ryoji, emotions swirling violently within him and he's trying to focus through the veil of tears. He's the grim reaper that killed her-- he's his friend and someone that cares so much about her too. There's two choices (other than getting killed himself) and he better pick now.

It's overwhelming right now, his heart beating faster than before. He's so angry, so upset with Ryoji, but. He can't kill him, even if a small part of him wants to. It's not what Kotone would want-- it's not what he wants.]

I... I'm.

[He's going to do what's right.]