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i go by star! i needed a little corner to talk into the void about feelings and thoughts i have on fictional stories. presently, i’ll be focusing on books since that’s what i’ve been keeping up lately, but i hope to expand my reach later on with webtoons and visual novels or so!

i’d also love to make new friends who like to have engaging & fun discussions about stories. i’m totally open to hearing your recommendations.

i mostly aim to keep this blog casual whenever i feel up to it. i hope we can have a good time together!

thank you so much!

>me, a senpai

>me, a senpai to YOU

In retrospect, this time should have been better than before. He was older now, for one. In fact, he was one of the oldest kids at this home. He was also tougher than he'd been, those years with Gozaburo not hardening him quite as must as they had Seto, but still, he wasn't the same weak little kid that had been such an easy target for bullies. No, when it came to the way the other kids treated him here, it was worlds better, but Mokuba couldn't remember ever feeling as miserable as he did now. 

They'd separated them. They'd separated him and Seto.

Mokuba sat in a bed that had been his for almost a month now, his eyes staring unblinking at the wall, not really seeing it. They'd made it through so much! They'd beaten their nightmare of a stepfather! Seto had won and the company was his! But then-- he was still only a kid, the man in the government issued suit had said. A kid can't take care of another kid, especially when he's also got an entire company to look after. That part had been said by the woman in a matching starchy suit. They'd come in a pair two days after Gozaburo's death. They had come in a pair and they had taken him away to this place. Almost a month and it felt just the same as that day.

#38 is the soundtrack to Skullmonkeys (PlayStation), composed by Terry S. Taylor.