Imagine being Spamton, seeing at least some of the prophecy, seeing the part where your yaoi business partner is destined to die. Leaving some non-descript time after learning that as to emotionally distance and so you don’t have to witness it. Malding for like a decade cause of all the missed opportunities and unpacked grievances. Your entire life gets fucked up back to back as the universe wombo-combos you physically, mentally and spiritually. Some teenager kicks your ass so good you lend them your strength, thinking they can change their own fate. IMMEDIATELY they run into your yaoi business partner. He misses you severely. You figure now’s finally a chance for closure, except you’re so physically fucked he doesn’t even recognize you. Teenager fights him. They win, and you figure “oh shit maybe they ARE strong enough to cut the strings of fate.” Only for your yaoi business partner to immediately get cleaved right in front of you, the moment you re-entered his life, like fate was waiting for you to show up just so it could [!?%&] you over at the good part.
