𝒪𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓇.
MDNI/21+/Multiship
"To some... Moments like these, fond -
That could just be due to his predicament of being subjected to a life of suffering, however.
The question +
His hand travelled up so he could take another sip, but after sipping, his teeth hung onto the paper cup, it seems even the living didn't know a lot about this sort-
"To some... Moments like these, fond -
His hand travelled up so he could take another sip, but after sipping, his teeth hung onto the paper cup, it seems even the living didn't know a lot about this sort-
“I’m not sure. I’m not a psychologist. But, if I had to guess, it’s probably a survival mechanism to deal with unresolved problems or to feel like the person has a +
He seemed to be considering something for a moment before speaking once again.
"Indulge me... Memories of... suffering, regrets, pain... betrayal. Why is it... that the living cling to them... so desperately? Why chose to... keep the dark, rather than.. .the-
His hand travelled up so he could take another sip, but after sipping, his teeth hung onto the paper cup, it seems even the living didn't know a lot about this sort-
He seemed to be considering something for a moment before speaking once again.
"Indulge me... Memories of... suffering, regrets, pain... betrayal. Why is it... that the living cling to them... so desperately? Why chose to... keep the dark, rather than.. .the-
A thousand times more painful, huh…
“I see…” he said after a moment. “Even if I have to live with the memories of the bad things I’ve done both before becoming a jikininki and the things during, I guess… That’s just apart of being +
"There is charm... in the paper... cups."
More specifically, it was the taste of instant coffee that he found special, for some strange reason.
"Unlike simply... dying, a shattered... soul is the end of... it all. No rebirth, no-
He seemed to be considering something for a moment before speaking once again.
"Indulge me... Memories of... suffering, regrets, pain... betrayal. Why is it... that the living cling to them... so desperately? Why chose to... keep the dark, rather than.. .the-
"There is charm... in the paper... cups."
More specifically, it was the taste of instant coffee that he found special, for some strange reason.
"Unlike simply... dying, a shattered... soul is the end of... it all. No rebirth, no-
“I could’ve made you some coffee if you asked.”
The amusement was ephemeral, however.
“Is it really? How so?”
He can’t imagine anything worse than death.
He glanced towards a spot next to him and extended a hand. When he pulled it back, a paper cup that was steaming appeared, as if he pulled it out from-
"There is charm... in the paper... cups."
More specifically, it was the taste of instant coffee that he found special, for some strange reason.
"Unlike simply... dying, a shattered... soul is the end of... it all. No rebirth, no-
He glanced towards a spot next to him and extended a hand. When he pulled it back, a paper cup that was steaming appeared, as if he pulled it out from-
He can’t help but to wonder this out loud.
After all, what point would there be to live again after killing the most important person in your life? He was in terrible amounts of grief afterwards. Perhaps it was just his in general+
He explained, glancing into the distance as if he was recalling them. He had seen quite a few over time, heard whispers from some, simple things. Prayers -
He glanced towards a spot next to him and extended a hand. When he pulled it back, a paper cup that was steaming appeared, as if he pulled it out from-
He explained, glancing into the distance as if he was recalling them. He had seen quite a few over time, heard whispers from some, simple things. Prayers -
He figured shrines could be a place that would offer such praises, but he doesn’t want a funeral rite or exorcism placed upon him by the priests. He’ll continue to avoid such +
If only they knew his affinity to sweets and coffee, they might swap their offerings. Though, he doubts anyone would take him seriously if he just-
He explained, glancing into the distance as if he was recalling them. He had seen quite a few over time, heard whispers from some, simple things. Prayers -
If only they knew his affinity to sweets and coffee, they might swap their offerings. Though, he doubts anyone would take him seriously if he just-
He hummed weakly, his mahogany eyes closing momentarily as he thought on it.
“Well… Sort of. The villagers think I’m you and there’s praise given in the form of offerings and whatnot. Sometimes after a death people give thanks for 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 +
He rubbed his fingers together to get rid of the last bits of the leaf, shifting to get move comfortable -
If only they knew his affinity to sweets and coffee, they might swap their offerings. Though, he doubts anyone would take him seriously if he just-
He rubbed his fingers together to get rid of the last bits of the leaf, shifting to get move comfortable -
He gave a half-hearted salute as he hunched forward, laying his arms across the chabudai.
Is it an odd thing to thank Death for being… well, himself? Maybe.
Though, even if Tomio is wrongly worshipped for being some silly death god, he +
He nodded, moving his head to look at the leaf he had caught before, it was already beginning to turn brown in his hand.
"I'm not the... best at noticing... when someone is... uncomfortable. Though, I'll learn.. in time."
He admitted, moving his hand to scatter the remains-
He rubbed his fingers together to get rid of the last bits of the leaf, shifting to get move comfortable -
He nodded, moving his head to look at the leaf he had caught before, it was already beginning to turn brown in his hand.
"I'm not the... best at noticing... when someone is... uncomfortable. Though, I'll learn.. in time."
He admitted, moving his hand to scatter the remains-
“Yeah, that makes sense. I imagine it’s got to be more recent than I imagine.”
Like Tomio has room to judge… He’s been a shut-in for over 100 years.
“It’s… not a conversation I’ve ever had with someone. Not for a while at least.”
His face scrunched up a little with the+
Which easily explained his difficulty speaking and his inexperience with most emotions. After spending billions of years only speaking to souls, who didn't actually speak, he had forgotten how to.
"Was it.. awkward? My...-
He nodded, moving his head to look at the leaf he had caught before, it was already beginning to turn brown in his hand.
"I'm not the... best at noticing... when someone is... uncomfortable. Though, I'll learn.. in time."
He admitted, moving his hand to scatter the remains-
Which easily explained his difficulty speaking and his inexperience with most emotions. After spending billions of years only speaking to souls, who didn't actually speak, he had forgotten how to.
"Was it.. awkward? My...-
“Really? That’s a surprise. I would imagine you to have met countless other ones before.”
He hummed softly, moving to sit down at the chabudai. Standing was much too uncomfortable for him.
“I’m not good at small talk either, but I feel any awkward conversation +
"That's not true. You... are the first jinkininki that... I have seen in the... flesh."
He admitted, moving a hand to crack the window open a bit more, to let some more of the breeze in. He blocked most of it anyway. There was silence as-
Which easily explained his difficulty speaking and his inexperience with most emotions. After spending billions of years only speaking to souls, who didn't actually speak, he had forgotten how to.
"Was it.. awkward? My...-
"That's not true. You... are the first jinkininki that... I have seen in the... flesh."
He admitted, moving a hand to crack the window open a bit more, to let some more of the breeze in. He blocked most of it anyway. There was silence as-
“Besides… I’ll ‘escape’ it when I feel like I don’t deserve it anymore.”
There’s also some part of Tomio that enjoys his own suffering. After all, he’s gotten used to that one+
"You can't... escape fate. It's... relentless like that. You are simply... prolonging the... inevitable."
He allowed his eyes to drift out and up at the sky. The breeze this time -
"That's not true. You... are the first jinkininki that... I have seen in the... flesh."
He admitted, moving a hand to crack the window open a bit more, to let some more of the breeze in. He blocked most of it anyway. There was silence as-
"You can't... escape fate. It's... relentless like that. You are simply... prolonging the... inevitable."
He allowed his eyes to drift out and up at the sky. The breeze this time -
They’re usually easier to express when comfortable enough with someone, though. His friendship with Death has brought down some emotional walls, just not all yet.
Though, Tomio does+
The tall man inquired, his eyes finally fading, allowing him to fully open them, locking them onto the other.
"It won't... make your punishment... any shorter. Simply more... painful."
From his perspective, it seemed like he was observing the other's expressions -
"You can't... escape fate. It's... relentless like that. You are simply... prolonging the... inevitable."
He allowed his eyes to drift out and up at the sky. The breeze this time -
The tall man inquired, his eyes finally fading, allowing him to fully open them, locking them onto the other.
"It won't... make your punishment... any shorter. Simply more... painful."
From his perspective, it seemed like he was observing the other's expressions -
“… Maybe,” he said quietly.
He’s thinking back over his life as a jikininki— it’s been entirely full of ups and downs, almost in a comical order. He guesses that’s what they mean when they say 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜...
“Every time I stop punishing+
The beings eyes remained closed, but is head turned towards the other. Only after the other finished speaking, did his eyes crack open slightly, still-
The tall man inquired, his eyes finally fading, allowing him to fully open them, locking them onto the other.
"It won't... make your punishment... any shorter. Simply more... painful."
From his perspective, it seemed like he was observing the other's expressions -
The beings eyes remained closed, but is head turned towards the other. Only after the other finished speaking, did his eyes crack open slightly, still-
He finally turned his attention back to Death, though he still avoided eye contact as usual. Tomio always found it too uncomfortable.
“I tried to be happy— I almost was— and all that got me was more nightmares about… Thing’s I’ve+
For a moment, his eyes seemed to flash, but he quickly closed them, turning his own head away. He had learned the hard way that the living didn't take kindly to him knowing all of their secrets. And he needed to get over his -
The beings eyes remained closed, but is head turned towards the other. Only after the other finished speaking, did his eyes crack open slightly, still-
For a moment, his eyes seemed to flash, but he quickly closed them, turning his own head away. He had learned the hard way that the living didn't take kindly to him knowing all of their secrets. And he needed to get over his -
“I have my reasons. I’ll just say that.”
A jikininki’s purpose is to suffer. Tomio embraces this a bit 𝙩𝙤𝙤 literally, mostly because he thinks he deserves it. Especially as of late now that he’s remembered what sin he committed to +
The being was annoyed, which was what caused his actions. Though, admittedly, seeing the ice cube of a man express any emotion at all could be amusing indeed.
"You... said it yourself. It... causes you-
For a moment, his eyes seemed to flash, but he quickly closed them, turning his own head away. He had learned the hard way that the living didn't take kindly to him knowing all of their secrets. And he needed to get over his -
The being was annoyed, which was what caused his actions. Though, admittedly, seeing the ice cube of a man express any emotion at all could be amusing indeed.
"You... said it yourself. It... causes you-
No, no, Tomio is definitely careless. The immortality only makes it worse.
He swatted at his hand again, resisting the urge to frown. Though, he’ll admit, the reaction given from the other was amusing to him.
“Besides, I can’t die, so what does it matter anyways? It doesn’t +
A frown and another flick on the forehead given. Has the other not been immortal, he would have become food for the creature in the bathtub. And Death -
The being was annoyed, which was what caused his actions. Though, admittedly, seeing the ice cube of a man express any emotion at all could be amusing indeed.
"You... said it yourself. It... causes you-
A frown and another flick on the forehead given. Has the other not been immortal, he would have become food for the creature in the bathtub. And Death -
Times like this is when he’s thankful he isn’t a 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 god. He doesn’t want to even think about what that may be like.
“I guess that makes sense. It sort of reminds me of what I do— I separate myself from my true form to make it tolerable,+
He crossed his arms, tapping a finger a few times, trying to figure out a way to explain what it was like.
"It's like... a dream. I separate... myself from the person, for... they are not me. It makes the... sensation and the...-
A frown and another flick on the forehead given. Has the other not been immortal, he would have become food for the creature in the bathtub. And Death -
He crossed his arms, tapping a finger a few times, trying to figure out a way to explain what it was like.
"It's like... a dream. I separate... myself from the person, for... they are not me. It makes the... sensation and the...-
"I have."
His eyebrow, however, rose after the other's latest statement, as if that was something he had never-
He crossed his arms, tapping a finger a few times, trying to figure out a way to explain what it was like.
"It's like... a dream. I separate... myself from the person, for... they are not me. It makes the... sensation and the...-
"I have."
His eyebrow, however, rose after the other's latest statement, as if that was something he had never-
“I see. So, then in a way, you’ve died countless times.”
Tomio can’t imagine that sensation to be a pleasant one; each death he’s experienced all felt different, even the ones with a repeated+
"Perhaps... I have. But I -
"I have."
His eyebrow, however, rose after the other's latest statement, as if that was something he had never-
"Perhaps... I have. But I -
Tomio frowned a little, then immediately flinched once his forehead was tapped.
“Uwh—.”
He gently swatted the hand away, an awkward smile on his face.
“Not necessarily 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙, I’m just saying. Dying isn’t very fun.”
He paused for a moment.
“…Has+
Tomio is somewhat lucky that he lives in this world, unlike someone who has to grasp the concept of magic in millions of different worlds, where every world has different rules. Not to mention, they change. Constantly.
"You still... have your soul. That makes... you-
"Perhaps... I have. But I -
Tomio is somewhat lucky that he lives in this world, unlike someone who has to grasp the concept of magic in millions of different worlds, where every world has different rules. Not to mention, they change. Constantly.
"You still... have your soul. That makes... you-
“… I’ll never understand magic.” he mumbled after a moment. Just trying to grasp the slightest bit gives him a headache.
“I’m dead, though. Well, technically speaking… I’m neither dead nor alive. Jikininki are somewhere on the border between those +
He explained, lifting his arm above the tub again and with a simple wave of his hand, the zapping stopped, the-
Tomio is somewhat lucky that he lives in this world, unlike someone who has to grasp the concept of magic in millions of different worlds, where every world has different rules. Not to mention, they change. Constantly.
"You still... have your soul. That makes... you-
He explained, lifting his arm above the tub again and with a simple wave of his hand, the zapping stopped, the-
Tomio’s only slightly taken back by the statement. His own heartbeat is faint and almost distant, but he has one. The prospect of stimulating an artificial one to fit in is… Oddly fitting, he thinks.
“Whatever the thing is, it’s pretty hellbent on murder.” he rolled his eyes with a+
He seemed very fascinated by the creature and how it came to be. Meanwhile, the creature was very much growing more and more frustrated with it's attacks not working. When it attempted to crawl up Si Shen's arm, -
He explained, lifting his arm above the tub again and with a simple wave of his hand, the zapping stopped, the-
He seemed very fascinated by the creature and how it came to be. Meanwhile, the creature was very much growing more and more frustrated with it's attacks not working. When it attempted to crawl up Si Shen's arm, -
He isn’t sure what tap water is treated with nowadays. He’s never been very curious on how clean water managed to flow into homes, he’s just been grateful he doesn’t have to boil it anymore.
Tomio’s definitely keeping his +
He stated, the water suddenly raising to wrap around his arm and trying to pull him down, but the tall man simply remained still, lifting his arm to watch the electrified cocoon of water that was trying to most likely kill him, unaware -
He seemed very fascinated by the creature and how it came to be. Meanwhile, the creature was very much growing more and more frustrated with it's attacks not working. When it attempted to crawl up Si Shen's arm, -