#violet things

You're dead: that's the only thing you're certain of. You were 300 sweeps; old for a blueblood but hell, Uranie's research had kept both of you alive for a lot longer than you had both thought you would have lived. But in the end you had succumbed to death, and now you were alone. You sit up, your fins drooping as you realise you're alone in... the Deltar manor? Wait a minute, was this the equivalent of whatever the afterlife was? You don't know but for all the appearances you're just glad you're in a familiar place. You sit up with your back against the couch in the living room, thinking. You remembered parts of your death; your breath hitches in your chest as you remember how much Roseli had cried. And your matesprit Padami - she had looked utterly broken when Animar had told her you were dying slowly. You cover your face with your hands, tears beginning to fall. You missed your family already, especially your beloved matesprit. She had held your hand and kissed you goodbye as your blood pusher had finally stopped, and you know your death had hurt her. Sweeps pass and soon Uranie joins you and Qetesh; she was there too, though it took you a few days to find her since she had gotten lost in the jungly forest that surrounded your hive. You watch over Padami as time goes by, finding out you can see people using any reflective surface, and your heart hurts every time you see her. She looks destroyed, like every breath hurts her and every step she takes is a bigger load on her shoulders. You watch over your family members, hating yourself for leaving them. Hating yourself for breaking your matesprit's heart. You miss them. A thousand sweeps later and all the Deltar family are dead, Roseli the last to return to you. You had cried a lot when you saw her again: you had been so worried about her alone on Alternia. It was a usual day in your new home and you were teaching your eldest daughter Ryukia to spar, both of you using your scythes. You pause as you see someone appear on the lake shore... a very familiar looking someone but you can't place it until you see long white and pink hair. Your blood pusher nearly stops and you start to cry, dropping your scythe and running to her side. "Padami!!" You can't breathe for the tears and the lump in your throat but you pull her close, clutching her like you're never letting go. "I-I'm so sorry" @roleplaymun