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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Diabolik Lovers Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Komori Yui & Komori Seiji, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Komori Yui & Cordelia (Diabolik Lovers), Komori Yui & Sakamaki Cordelia Characters: Komori Yui, Komori Seiji, Mentioned/Referenced Sakamaki Reiji, Mentioned/Referenced Sakamaki Beatrix, Beatrix (Diabolik Lovers), Mentioned/Referenced Sakamaki Cordelia, Cordelia (Diabolik Lovers), Mentioned/Referenced Sakamaki Richter, Richter (Diabolik Lovers), Sakamaki Laito Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Implied/Referenced Grooming, Implied/Referenced Pedophilia, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religious Guilt, Daddy Issues, Resentment, Exorcisms, Latin, Sharing a Body, Heart-Sharing (Diabolik Lovers), Komori Yui is Cordelia’s Vessel, Komori Yui | Cordelia’s Vessel, Komori Yui is Not & is Cordelia, Komori Yui-centric, Komori Yui Angst, Komori Yui Speaks Latin, Set before the prologue of HDB leading up to Yui’s eventual send off., Piano Summary:

vana reverentia adj. & n.f. [singular] ● religion definition : vain reverence origins : latin

“And…suddenly, all of my devotion turns violent.”

He sneers. Downcast are his ravaging eyes: hollowed and gutted out, lips tensed and jaw heavy as canines clash and grind, daring not to succumb upon their—his—sinfulness.

“So it does.”

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“Once upon a time I left a kudos here. Maybe even a comment. But I’m doing it again because I can — and AO3 doesn’t let me double-kudos.”

“Apparently I’ve been here before. Past me had taste. Present me agrees.”

“Me again. Still obsessed.”

“Kudos squared.”

Some dreams are just echoes of a past that won't stay buried. 💔 Haruto wakes up with a scream lodged in her throat, heart pounding, the ghost of ash and blood clinging to her skin. Katsuki's voice still rings in her ears — a desperate cry, a hand reaching through the rubble. But when she opens her eyes, it's gone. Just a nightmare. Right?

She doesn't remember it fully. Not yet. But the fear lingers. And the worst part? She knows, deep down, that it wasn't just a dream. It was a memory.