#celestianate

                                   ➢     ʟᴇᴛ ᴜs ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴀʟʟ﹣ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ﹗﹗

time is ticking and night is creeping hauntingly, less and less people being seen by the minute. exceptions being the occasional young males who would be lurking around with a faux air of intimidation. their posture leaves them vulnerable, aigis notes, but she doesn’t concern herself too much with their business, as her current mission had a greater priority at the current moment.

when calculated, it had now reached an hour, forty-six minutes and twenty-three seconds since the beginning of her search. she quickens her pace, almost as if she was racing with the unbeatable competitor, time itself. optics are frantically observing every detail, albeit many of the details she examines are rather ridiculous. the possibilities of finding a crimson-haired girl under a rock would calculate to 0.00018%, however every possibility counted.

it wasn’t until she reached the local park where she sees her sitting by the bench alone. approaching with her stagnant expression, sharp blue eyes piercing-- almost seemingly intimidating.

“When beggars die, there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes[ses].” — Julius Caesar

When SEES managed to stave off Nyx’s annihilation of the world, Ryoji was freed. His human form no longer existed, but the part of his consciousness that existed in that body was no longer trapped behind Nyx; he was his own person again; his consciousness simply returned to Thanatos, providing insight of the world that he did not have before. 

He was solely Thanatos again, no longer the Appraiser, a vessel for Nyx to speak through. His duty was simply to act as the Gatekeeper of Souls. He was a facet of Death, but he now understood human emotions and the joy of life. 

It hurt. 

With every breath that Kotone took, he could feel her life slipping away, her life force fading, coming closer to Death. She deserved to live longer and enjoy a fulfilled life. She... had been a miracle. In the face of destruction, she refused to back down, using her own power to bring about the world’s near-impossible salvation. Ryoji hadn’t even believed in her ability to stop Nyx, but, now, he could say that he was truly fortunate to have lived within her for ten years.

The day graduation came, Kotone’s soul was barely there, the last one percent trickling away as her soul fueled the Great Seal. Ryoji felt it the instant she took her last breath, closed her eyes for her final sleep, and was ready to welcome her into the afterlife. 

The universe worked in strange ways. The Great Seal existed on a different dimension; it was both physical and nonexistent, real but conceptual. There was a physical representation of the seal, the door which the Messiah stood, resisting Erebus’ claws, but it was more than that, it was a concept that prevented Erebus’ desire for destruction from touching the Earth. 

He met her at the Seal, reaching for her consciousness in the Sea of Souls, willing himself to permeate the warmth of life even as he physically touched the cold stone that encased her soul.

“You did it,” he breathed. “Against all odds, you did it.”

Ryoji hesitated. He wasn’t sure exactly how she felt right now.

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                   from within the room cloaked in velvet did the newest                    attendant wait; ever so patiently, his golden eyes closed                    away behind pale eyelids. a calming light bled into the                    room, cloaking it in a gentle glow. slowly, his relaxed hue                    gazed toward the female; not bothering to move himself                    from the spot at the table.