[ Indeed, perhaps if Gen had permitted his pride to buckle and said that magical word, 'please,' this all could have turned out differently. Perhaps if Liem had never allowed the fae's influence to affect him so strongly, or even if he had, if he'd given Gen one more chance at bargaining, then tragedy could have been averted.
But Gen hadn't, and Liem hadn't, and so the stage is set. The moment Liem cuts that connection, immutable events are set into motion.
Now alone in that closed-off segment of his mind, Gen simply stares into the darkness for a long, long moment. Even as his heart boils, bubbles, froths with uncontrollable anger (anxiety, fear, unease, hatred, anger), a familiar, numb cold settles over him. His mind feels like it's about to unravel, certainly, and it feels like a clawed hand is squeezing at his lungs, but that doesn't change the fact that he knows what he needs to do now. (He'll do what he has to do. He's always done what he has to do. When it comes to protecting Reiji, he's always been able to do what needs to be done.)
He'd found a quartet of jars earlier, then simply hidden them away, telling himself he'd eventually figure out what to do with them. How convenient, then, that Liem has so kindly provided him with an answer.
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But Gen hadn't, and Liem hadn't, and so the stage is set. The moment Liem cuts that connection, immutable events are set into motion.
Now alone in that closed-off segment of his mind, Gen simply stares into the darkness for a long, long moment. Even as his heart boils, bubbles, froths with uncontrollable anger (anxiety, fear, unease, hatred, anger), a familiar, numb cold settles over him. His mind feels like it's about to unravel, certainly, and it feels like a clawed hand is squeezing at his lungs, but that doesn't change the fact that he knows what he needs to do now. (He'll do what he has to do. He's always done what he has to do. When it comes to protecting Reiji, he's always been able to do what needs to be done.)
He'd found a quartet of jars earlier, then simply hidden them away, telling himself he'd eventually figure out what to do with them. How convenient, then, that Liem has so kindly provided him with an answer.
Time to put them to use. ]