#seinlicht

Well I didn’t have any senpais in a while but within this muse it changed

.My current senpais are.

seinlicht  She’s my soul-mate and main rp partner. I would totally marry her and only her if I could, Yet she claims I’m her senpai and I know she started rping on tumblr because of me. She also made her Lieselotte muse just for me. And I’m just like… why? I’m not senpai!! She’s senpai! And don’t get me started on the countless details why I love her so much. She’s my soul-mate for a good reason.

keigushoko, I love her writing style, and her portrayal of Shoko is absolutely amazing.

"Let's go to the Oktoberfest together Prinzessin."

   “No. That's not it. I like it but we shouldn't do this here." "Why because I'm a Karlstein Graduate, a Hitler Youth of the Perfektion Armee and you're a imprisoned princess?" "..." No response. "Because I killed many people and endure all kind of torture only to see you again?" Lieselotte's look saddened but there was still no response. "Or perhaps it is because I'm not a fencing horseback riding prince like a A-drei?—" Michael's tone was almost a hiss this time and it was a bit grudging in tone. The Dorssian didn't care. He didn't need an answer. He leaned close to her, pressing his cheek against her's.     “Is that why we shouldn't do this?” he breathed into her ear, tongue darting out to lick the sensitive tip of her ear. he heard her tiny gasp, the way her breath hitched and it was arousing. “You are teasing me.” She whispered, trying to look anywhere to distract him. “We are in the palace." She added. Michael pulled back and he laughed half-hearted before speaking again. "Who cares? Come with me. Let's escape together.” he whispered into her ear and she smiled weakly in return, knowing she couldn't follow his wish even though she wanted to.

   She was a magius and Michael wasn't. And yet it was Michael's sad and pleading look, that helpless face that made her change her mind. Why not try to escape just this once? "Okay, let's try." Lieselotte approved of her knight's idea. Michael nodded and it didn't take too long, they both got dressed into their respective clothing. They left the hall unnoticed and as soon as they were in a deserted corridor, he grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. His fingers tangled quickly into her pink hair as his body crashed against her's and he reached up to press his open mouth to her's. Kissing her deeply. He pulled back. 

  Michael's lavender eyes trembling, they were hopeful and his hold on her hand tight as they moved swiftly through the corridors of the palace without a word until they reached the last floor. They stood before the exist. Through the windows on the hallway they could see how snow was falling gently. However somehow it felt like a sad message to the Dorssian soldier. And without a word he looked at his princess in hold, who looked back at him with uneasiness in her heart but she still smiled at him. "Perhaps we should use the backyard to leave, and get the horses to escape in the snow until we make it inside the capitol. It will be faster."

  The Dorssian felt his heart race whenever he looked at his princess and yet he wasn't able to tell her his true feelings. but he knew once they would be able to be finally together he would tell her everything. He would tell her how much he loves her. "I don't know but I feel like if it's going according to your plan. Then we truly have a chance to escape together." Michael smirked wryly with a light shrug. "You overestimate me. I wouldn't be able to do anything without my Licht guiding me."

   “She saved me. I should live for her. I’m sure one day I’ll see here again but I.—”His mind was a pure mess. A massacre between despair and sadness, there was nothing left but suffering and so much self hatred for he was unable to save his princess. He couldn’t even stare into a mirror knowing how much he had failed. The only way out for him was to attone for his sin. And yet for Lieselotte he tried, to keep himself away from that gun and knife but no matter what he told his body and mind to do, he didn’t follow his thoughts. His gaze was on the dorssian military gun. Almost in trance. He pressed the gun to his temple. His gaze turned left to the weapon and he felt as he had been never there in this world in the first place. Lavender eyes closed.

   “No please, don’t do it…Michael.”A voice whispered into his ear. And it was in that same moment that a bright light, fell into the pitch black room. And it lightened the dark. Michael felt the light over his closed eyes. He opened them and turned and saw her.  The princess was standing there, walking closer. So close she stopped before him. Her pink hair. It was almost touching him. Her breath was so close as well. As if she was alive!

    “Lieselotte!”

   He gasped. For a moment. His eyes widened as he felt a warm comfort in his body running deep into his torn soul. However it didn’t last long, already had he lost it and the ability to think clearly was gone. To think what was right and what wasn’t. Slowly he lifted the gun at the figure that was just a ghost for him now. “I’m sorry. I can’t live without you. You keep appearing to me every night and yet, you’re just a delusion of my mind. DISAPPEAR!”

   Bang! A gunshot followed that shattered the princess into nothing but smithereens before they turned into cherry blossom petals. And fell upon him. Michael was shaking afterward, before breaking down on his knees. He was hiding his face into one hand. The other hand was still holding his gun. The Ex-soldier was crying so heavily he couldn’t even breath. “Th….that’s it, just wait for me. I’ll be there to see you very soon. Not the delusion of you but the real you. So please forgive me. Ich liebe dich meine Prinzessin! Mein Licht!”

     A hopeless path; A neverending nightmare. What future would allow this to be happening? The Kiss of death? The curse of Valvraves? Chains on Michael's soul. All he wanted was to live a happy life with her. He never sell this time short that they met. And now he wants to never breath, never sleep, never dream. No one can't hear him scream. His cry for mercy, His prayer to set him free from the Darkness surrounding him , that's taking him. Swallowing him, controlling him, and pulling him down into the nothing. Hold on to him don't reject him. Stay by him. The loss breaks him.

                      "Why, couldn't I save you? Please Don't go away my love, please stay.                                         Don't erase the Licht of hope in my heart."

  He thinks and the images of the way she died flash through his mind repeatedly. "I need to stop, stop thinking about it! but I can't. Nein there's nothing I or anyone can do." He waves his hand in front of his face to dismiss the thoughts. He really should stop having these dark thoughts. It is bad enough that he worries everyone on the module. He never cared about them but right now they are the only one that care for him.  So shouldn't he at least find a solution to the chaos awaiting them on the moon? A plan?   And yet all of these emotions he thought were gone start welling up and tears threaten to spill out of his lavender blank eyes; even now when he looks at Lieselotte's childhood photo. The only thing he has left. Looking at the photo reminds him that he can't save the princess. Can't return to protect her with success. For everything he tries is futile. She dies. And no matter what he tries, she would always die. That's what the simulations told him. Her death starts to haunt him. and reminds him of his powerlessness. How truly weak he is inside.

  Perhaps he's Cain's masterpiece and strong as a soldier but his heart and soul feels weak and fragile like a gem. Gritting his teeth, he crashes down onto the cold ground. Laying there in straight posture on his back, Hands intertwined over his chest. The position of a dead person. But difference here is, he's alive and breathing still. He can't die, because Lieselotte's wish is for him to stay alive. And he respects that wish even if it's so difficult to do. Michael doesn't wants to see another day no matter what he thinks. But he has to survive and so with caring about nothing but her death he forces himself to sleep with the help of some pills. Soon, he drifts off to his sleep and mutters in his sleep.