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WHAT DO YOU MEAN????

Because I was talking at the table about how tough my week was and he literally just told me to bust through my eight inner gates.

“That...will kill me.”

He grinned.

“So...Your advice is seriously for me to die?”

“Well not if Naruto’s around.”

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He was in the Void. How it happened mattered little; it was where he always knew he’d go, in the end. 

But he wasn’t alone.

His fingers grasped out into the dark, and rather than be met with empty fistfuls of nothing, he touched a sleeve. If he had the strength to speak, he would have been whimpering as he clutched at it, pulling himself closer to its owner.

It was Curudae’s, he realized. He’d know that particular softness and delicate cloth that was all Curudae’s skin could handle. A surge of relief flooded through him, he wasn’t alone, he wouldn’t have to spend eternity on his own in the dark--

Somehow Mairon could see his friend’s face, dark and blank with his hair unbound and trailing into the blackness. His eyes should have been a vibrant blue, more expressive than any face any of the Children could make, there should have at least been faint lines glowing like cracks through his skin, so very like Mairon’s own hair and missing eye--

Instead there was nothing. This was not Curudae. This was an empty shell. There was nothing behind his eyes, just a glassy, vacant sheen. Mairon couldn’t feel it, but he watched his own hand tremble as he reached out to brush his friend’s hair back.

The moment they touched, the shell crumbled into nothing.

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