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Now that the situation of Serena’s escape is dealt with, the room in which the gods reside has returned to the usual smoke. Yuuya closes his eyes and inhales deeply, savoring the essence of the gods with the same reverence they savor his. It’s as if he hasn’t been here in a while—though, with century of hunting Kurosaki down, it has indeed been a while, not counting his previous few visits.

It’s so easy to forget in this space, to let the smoke and haze cloud his mind and eyes until he desires nothing more than to stay here forever, succumbing to the ghost touches that the gods bestow upon him. He’s even sure that the gods wouldn’t even mind.

Yuuya shakes his head quickly to dispel the thoughts, refocusing on reality and the present.

He still has a job to do.

“Guardian Serena has been brought back in,” he says with a perfect bow, not a stage one. He hasn’t been on stage in a long while, and the thought makes his heart clench. “She’s with Seraph Rin.”

There is a more tangible caress of his cheek as the smoke gathers closer, trailing down his neck, and Yuuya absolutely revels at the touch, leaning forward for more at the news of a job well done. Affection and love. I want everything to love me.

Selfish, indeed.

“You have done well, Beloved—”

“—very well—”

“—we’d like to reward you—”

“—so you should seek out our avatar—”

“—yes, the Throne—”

“—Reiji.”

The Throne?

The Throne?

Yuuya snaps back to reality with a startled gasp and a step backward, but the smoke bears down on him and he releases a shaky breath.

“I-I’m sure I don’t need a r-reward,” he stumbles quickly over his own words, biting his tongue in the process with a wince as that draws blood. He tastes iron in his mouth.

“We insist.”

Shun will never get used to the pull as they end up in the room of the gods.  The smoke doesn’t even affect him, instead causing a bubbling agitation to boil underneath his flesh.  His supposed to be atrophied flesh, or the flesh of rotting monster–nothing but feathers and fangs.  Well, it’s no use just going in circles.  He still has much to learn about his new situation, about his name and his duties.

The gods had said “you are to be the Beloved’s protector” until his wish is fulfilled, or he finds his answers.  At the rate he’s going, there’s going to be nothing. 

Pulling teeth.

Wait.

“Throne?”  Reward?

Reiji?

It’s here that the gods seem to notice him.

“You have done well, too, perhaps your reward can be something different…”

“Yes–”

“That girl–”

Ruri?  But they fall quiet all the same, and Shun suddenly knows that his reward is going to be brief.  Or never happen, at least.  Something brief, to keep him bound.  It makes him grimace.

[so I kind of…died for a bit and I’m still kind of dying RIP I defs haven’t forgotten about asks, it’s just recently I’ve been really…tired.

Very tired and exhausted, and a lot of my focus has been going back to toku and show by rock/other sanrio related things (pls play show by rock).  I don’t know how long I’ll be off, but it’s sort of a hiatus aha :’>

I’m still easily reachable on twitter, tho, and I will be back!]

[thanks for all the asks!! But mun must now go to bed hfsjkdh have work in the morning and what not!  I’ll get to the rest later!]