[ That's Minamoto, he's pretty sure, at the bottom of the leftmost pile. Idiot boy, he had it coming. They all did! Except... except the girls are going to be so sad when they find out. How will he tell them?
He has a brief image in his mind of the three of them howling, and with their powers combined, their grief ripping a hole in the fabric of reality, disrupting the Higgs field, destabilizing the laws of physics in the universe, and thus creating a bubble that expands at the speed of light, destroying everything.
...
Wait — maybe The Children are the "Flamines." Maybe he made them do it. The thought is...
Well, it's. It's sort of. It's sort of funny. That's what it is. He giggles breathlessly, the sort of laughter that's noiseless and painful. His chest is spasming and tears are running down his eyes.
He hears footsteps and looks up. Because of that stupid serum, through his tear-blurred vision, he's seeing Shiho as a zombie — an illusion made all the more compelling by her lurching, reluctant progress towards him. This isn't real, it can't be real, he tells himself. ]
Em — hahaha! Empress...? Pff!
[ He'd been sitting, but now he stands, with one hand extended, warding her off. This is a trick, it's all an illusion, but her face is still half blown away, with the bones of her jaw showing through. ]
YES GOOD
He has a brief image in his mind of the three of them howling, and with their powers combined, their grief ripping a hole in the fabric of reality, disrupting the Higgs field, destabilizing the laws of physics in the universe, and thus creating a bubble that expands at the speed of light, destroying everything.
...
Wait — maybe The Children are the "Flamines." Maybe he made them do it. The thought is...
Well, it's. It's sort of. It's sort of funny. That's what it is. He giggles breathlessly, the sort of laughter that's noiseless and painful. His chest is spasming and tears are running down his eyes.
He hears footsteps and looks up. Because of that stupid serum, through his tear-blurred vision, he's seeing Shiho as a zombie — an illusion made all the more compelling by her lurching, reluctant progress towards him. This isn't real, it can't be real, he tells himself. ]
Em — hahaha! Empress...? Pff!
[ He'd been sitting, but now he stands, with one hand extended, warding her off. This is a trick, it's all an illusion, but her face is still half blown away, with the bones of her jaw showing through. ]