An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Nemu's face is wet—not tears (it’s never been tears), but wet nonetheless. She’s clenching a brush in her uninjured hand, one with a fine, thin tip. There’s two ceramic pots on the sink, each filled with ink.
Akon carefully dips his pinkie in one. It comes out pitch-dark and familiar.
“It’s difficult,” Nemu says. “I never thought it would be difficult.”
ཐིཋྀ - ཐིཋྀ - ཐིཋྀ
Kurotsuchi Mayuri dies in the battle against the Wandenreich.
Kurotsuchi Nemu does not.















