大輔 平林

After hours of waiting, Liao is no doubt beginning to get worried as to Daisuke’s fate. It’s been a nerve-wracking time, but as the time drags on it only becomes moreso. The night comes and goes and the morning dawns with no Daisuke, only darker thunderclouds…

And then a flash of lightning hits the beach.

Slowly going from standing to sitting in the shallow water, Daisuke looks blankly ahead of him, still processing things. Regardless, he’s lived.

It’s a dull morning as usual, made slightly less dull and more horrible by the presence of their tormentors, servants and masterminds inflicting themselves on each other. Bones have been broken (and unbroken after), minds have been messed with, emotions have been stepped on. All in all, everyone is ready for the week to be over already.

Ameya, Hotaka, and Minoru have joined together in mutual suffering and solidarity on their way to the beach. Minoru continues to protest that the ocean is bullshit, but is overruled by Ameya and Hotaka. As they walk around the colosseum and along the path to their destination, they eventually notice the distinct lack of cruel commentary and physical violence. The servants are gone.

Obviously this means nothing good, as Ameya and Minoru no doubt remark, but Hotaka forges ahead of them, and the three of them come out onto the beach to witness a sight that would shake those less used to it. There’s… so much blood, everywhere. Unmoving bodies… and limbs a considerable distance from the people they once belonged to.

They have discovered the bodies of…

I was trying to do random misc text posts with ocs but it derailed into #DaisukeIsRelatable

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