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𝒦𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 , 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝒾𝓂 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓇
𝒪𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓇.


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Once more he nodded thoughtfully, his eyes observing the other's reactions while he answered. He wouldn't have asked if it wasn't something that was... Nagging at him. It had been for quite a while, too.

"To some... Moments like these, fond -
“Dunno. In my experience, I just can’t seem to help but to remember. No matter how hard I try to forget, if I’m not reminded of things in the form of passing thoughts, they’re nightmares.”

That could just be due to his predicament of being subjected to a life of suffering, however.

The question +
"Wouldn't holding... onto the pain make it... worse? How would that... make someone feel a sense... of control?"

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-
October 26, 2025 at 8:19 AM
"Wouldn't holding... onto the pain make it... worse? How would that... make someone feel a sense... of control?"

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-
Tomio shrugged his shoulders before they slouched forward a bit, even more so than his abysmal body posture already had him doing.

“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 +
"Memories... huh..."

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-
October 23, 2025 at 5:57 PM
"Memories... huh..."

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-
Tomio let out a weak hum as the words processed.

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 +
The being squished the cup around in his hand, taking a sip calmly.

"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-
October 23, 2025 at 11:57 AM
The being squished the cup around in his hand, taking a sip calmly.

"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-
Tomio couldn’t help but to laugh once Death manifested the coffee. He shook his head, amused.

“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.
"Unresolved... grievances. Remnants... of hope. Other influences? It... could be... any number of... reasons."

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-
October 16, 2025 at 1:44 PM
"Unresolved... grievances. Remnants... of hope. Other influences? It... could be... any number of... reasons."

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-
“I see,” he mumbled, “I wonder… Why I didn’t shatter, then.”

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+
"In this world... most of them are... abandoned. Or have... a cult... following. Not that it changes... much where they... go."

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 -
September 18, 2025 at 12:20 AM
"In this world... most of them are... abandoned. Or have... a cult... following. Not that it changes... much where they... go."

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 -
“Hm… Maybe I should get out and explore more? Maybe then I’d have known of the existence of such things.”

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 +
"There are places... that offer things in... gratitude. Though, we... don't need or... use anything. But, I.. suppose it's the thought that... counts."

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-
September 18, 2025 at 12:00 AM
"There are places... that offer things in... gratitude. Though, we... don't need or... use anything. But, I.. suppose it's the thought that... counts."

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-
“Still. I imagine it’s a rather thankless job.”

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 +
"To be honest... I call it... work, but... it's really just a state... of being for me. I am... the embodiment... of Death... A concept... in flesh."

He rubbed his fingers together to get rid of the last bits of the leaf, shifting to get move comfortable -
September 17, 2025 at 11:38 PM
"To be honest... I call it... work, but... it's really just a state... of being for me. I am... the embodiment... of Death... A concept... in flesh."

He rubbed his fingers together to get rid of the last bits of the leaf, shifting to get move comfortable -
“Well, thanks for your hard work.”

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 +
"Only a few... years."

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-
September 17, 2025 at 11:18 PM
"Only a few... years."

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-
Tomio nodded his head.

“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+
"I only recently... began walking among... the living in the... flesh."

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...-
September 17, 2025 at 10:35 PM
"I only recently... began walking among... the living in the... flesh."

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...-
Tomio huffed out a small laugh.

“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 statement made Death consider for a moment.

"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-
September 17, 2025 at 8:40 PM
That statement made Death consider for a moment.

"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-
“I imagine I’m not the first of anything you’ve seen.” he forced a laugh, as if trying to lighten the mood even slightly.

“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+
The being let out a sigh, shifting over to lean against the window sill, to make himself a little more comfortable.

"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 -
September 17, 2025 at 8:17 PM
The being let out a sigh, shifting over to lean against the window sill, to make himself a little more comfortable.

"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 -
His outward expressions are rather minimal— he’s always found it hard to express them or even identify them.

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+
"Is it worth... doubling it?"

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 -
September 17, 2025 at 7:02 PM
"Is it worth... doubling it?"

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 -
Tomio’s lips pursed a little.

“… 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+
"Fate will... cause you suffering... proportional to the... sins committed. There... is no need for you... to cause yourself any... extra."

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-
September 17, 2025 at 6:40 PM
"Fate will... cause you suffering... proportional to the... sins committed. There... is no need for you... to cause yourself any... extra."

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-
“Besides… Isn’t fitting a spirit meant to suffer 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙨?"

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+
"Reasons?"

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 -
September 17, 2025 at 4:11 PM
"Reasons?"

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 -
Tomio finally frowned and clicked his tongue, glancing away.

“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 +
"Pain, whether physical... or mental, is... the body telling you something... is wrong."

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-
September 17, 2025 at 2:39 AM
"Pain, whether physical... or mental, is... the body telling you something... is wrong."

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-
“I’m not careless!”

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 +
"If it causes... you so much... pain. All the more.... reason to avoid... being careless."

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 -
September 17, 2025 at 2:24 AM
"If it causes... you so much... pain. All the more.... reason to avoid... being careless."

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 -
Tomio nodded his head weakly. He can understand that much.

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,+
"You don't... get used to it. You simply... separate it."

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...-
September 17, 2025 at 2:01 AM
"You don't... get used to it. You simply... separate it."

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...-
“Huh? I mean, I’ve died more than a handful of times and each sensation as well as the emotions during were all different. The only constant was that it was uncomfortable and left me with nightmares about it all. If you feel what the dead person felt, that’s something that’s constantly different,+
A calm nod. As if they were discussing the weather. Still nothing seemed to bother the being much. Well, there were a few things, but they were very few.

"I have."

His eyebrow, however, rose after the other's latest statement, as if that was something he had never-
September 17, 2025 at 1:31 AM
A calm nod. As if they were discussing the weather. Still nothing seemed to bother the being much. Well, there were a few things, but they were very few.

"I have."

His eyebrow, however, rose after the other's latest statement, as if that was something he had never-
Tomio hummed and crossed his arms over his chest, seemingly considering the words spoken.

“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+
The corner of Death's lips curled up briefly at the reaction from the jikininki. And the next moment, his features had returned to normal and he seemed to consider the other's question. He had to take a moment, his gaze drifting off to something that wasn't there.

"Perhaps... I have. But I -
September 17, 2025 at 1:12 AM
The corner of Death's lips curled up briefly at the reaction from the jikininki. And the next moment, his features had returned to normal and he seemed to consider the other's question. He had to take a moment, his gaze drifting off to something that wasn't there.

"Perhaps... I have. But I -
“Does it? I guess it does, in a way…”

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+
"You don't... have to."

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-
September 17, 2025 at 12:56 AM
"You don't... have to."

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-
His brows knit together as be thought on it.

“… 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 +
"It's a.. construct. In simple terms, created.. by a mix of magic... and alchemy. They could be... classified as creatures, but.. they lack a soul. One can't create life... from nowhere."

He explained, lifting his arm above the tub again and with a simple wave of his hand, the zapping stopped, the-
September 17, 2025 at 12:41 AM
It is surprising just how much of a pain just a single extra soul can be...
He is unmoved by this plight. What's one more unfortunate soul? A penny among a mountain of change. It's barely any extra work at all.
Please do avoid giving him more work...
August 12, 2025 at 3:22 AM
Please do avoid giving him more work...
"I really am about half a minute away from killing someone."
August 12, 2025 at 3:14 AM
"It's a.. construct. In simple terms, created.. by a mix of magic... and alchemy. They could be... classified as creatures, but.. they lack a soul. One can't create life... from nowhere."

He explained, lifting his arm above the tub again and with a simple wave of his hand, the zapping stopped, the-
“Hm.”

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+
"Or chemicals... one or the other. Any number... of things could have caused this."

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, -
August 8, 2025 at 10:46 PM
"Or chemicals... one or the other. Any number... of things could have caused this."

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, -
“That would make sense… I guess the natural minerals, or something?”

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 +
"Something in your... tap water reacted with... the herbs."

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 -
August 8, 2025 at 10:25 PM