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Oh, before it's too late I might as well ask this character ask for Genji. H-hey Genji! I made some ramen for you. W-would you like to try some.......... um Genji......... you've been slurping on those noodles for like 15 seconds....... I'm guessing you like it then?
Genji couldnât even speak but opted to look at you and nod eagerly, contented expression on his face with a stray noodle hanging out of his mouth in a rather comical manner before slurping the rest of the noodle into his mouth.
âIt was delicious! Thank you very much Y/N!â Genji beamed at you. âDo you think you could make me ramen again sometime?â
Of all the current members of Eternal Paradise, the one who is closest and most loyal to Douma is Genji. He is the only one who Douma trusts implicitly, to the point of revealing his true nature.
( Genji was a soldier in the Russo-Japanese war of 1904. Returning broken from the war, bereft of all hope, he had nothing. Until the Lord Founder provided him respite.)
This loyalty stems from something far deeper than religious fervor or dogma. After all, Genji knows that Douma is no god. He is aware that he is a demon, he knows that the Eternal Paradise faith is a sham.
The root of this undying devotion is love. He loves Douma like he were his own son, who he lost at an early age. Genji is the one who assists Douma with the ritualistic garbs and often times brushes his hair.
"At peace with yourself is at peace with Gerard."
"Who are you to even say that manâs name? You, a thing that should be dead. Despicable.â
đş (closest i can get on mobile) -thewrongbrother
have our muses drink together!
âI didnât piss in it, you know.âThe bar stool scraped against grimy wooden floor planks as Jesse dragged it across to the warrior heâd just bought a drink. Not even that ornate mask could hide the the other manâs distaste and distrust.âWhy are you here?â came the voice from behind it, with a robotic filter that made Jesseâs eyes widen with interest.The cowboy tipped his own cup back and sighed. âYou killed a lot of people in Hanamura - easy! Do I look like a cop? This isnât an arrest, this is a thank you,â he drummed his fingers on the side of the cup in front of the mysterious warrior, âFor doing my job for me. And a peace offering.âHe tipped his hat, drained the last of his drink and headed for the door, just in case. Heâd seen what the warrior left behind.
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SHAMBALI MONASTERY, NEPAL BOXING DAY MORNING
It was fine up here for the cyborgs and omnics - metal feet didnât freeze into little toesicles that felt like they were going to crack right off and rattle around in your boots. McCree rubbed his gloved hands together and grumbled curses at the monks as he stumbled up the last steps. Maybe the weather was the pacifistsâ idea of defense. Maybe he should have brought a scarf instead of a serape.