towerofanimus | (no subject)

Characters: Luke and open.
Setting: Graveyard - Floor 48
Format: You pick.
Summary: Luke just had a massive info dump dropped on him, and now he has to try and figure himself out all over again.
Warnings: SO MANY GODDAMN FEELS.

Saber had escorted him back to his room after that whole... madness that went down in the middle of the hallway, but it wasn't like Luke could do anything at the moment. He felt... hurt, crushed; like something had smashed his insides to bits and all that was left was a pasty goo dripping out of his ears. He laid on his bed and rolled around for a little while, but it didn't do anything to assuage that feeling.

That was why he headed out, up to the forty-eighth floor where the graveyard was. He'd been meaning to for awhile -- he needed to check for Tear's gravestone after all -- but he hadn't exactly been willing to actually do it. Right now, though, he needed the peace and quiet away from everyone else... and when he finally located her grave marker, he sat down before it, curled up on the crowded, cold earth with a sigh.

...he will kill ten thousand people. That's what his future on Auldrant held for him.

Guy, his best friend since forever, was really royalty, and was hiding a secret from him that he "didn't need to know."

Just how much didn't he "need to know?"

He wanted to curl up and cry again, but he had already done plenty of that. Now he knew; he was a murderer, and ignorant, selfish murderer, and it was far too late for him to do a damn thing about it. How wrong he was about himself... he would have hated to see his Shadow now.

Luke let out a sigh as he huddled himself into a ball, able to feel Amnon against his chest from the cheagle's usual hiding place under his coat.

"Tear... I wish you were still here," he finally murmured softly. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I don't know how I can fix this... please, help me..."

He curled himself up tighter, burying his face in his knees.

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[You could color Satsujinki here curious. He knew depression when it was around and while look was in the room, it definitely was heavy. When Luke had left, he followed a little later. Mostly to make sure Luke wasn't going to go do something stupid. Satsujinki would know, he had done that kind of thing plenty of times himself.

But he walked onto floor 48 a little later and listened in, probably being invasive but he didn't mind too much.]

Fix what? How you're feeling right now?

[Because he certainly seemed broken.]

[Luke jumped slightly at the sound of his other roommate, looking up in surprise. Seriously, how did that kid get around? He would have thought he'd use a stick or something to tell when he's about to knock into something, but...]

...yeah, sure. Something like that.

[Broken didn't quite cut it.]

[Getting around without sight is an acquired skill made simpler with special abilities.]

Something tells me it's a little worse than that. I'd say I don't mean to pry but I obviously am so what's up?

I just... found out some stuff, and it's hard for me to deal with it right now.

Stuff, huh. Is it something where you did one thing and now you look back on it, you meant to do another?

Kind of... I haven't exactly done it yet.

What's so bad about that? If you know what's going to happen, you should use it to your advantage.

What difference does that make if our worlds are actually gone?

[He let out a breath.]

For everyone else here from my world, I've already done this thing... and I don't... know what I'm supposed to do.

I think it does really make a difference.

But the real question is, even though you haven't done whatever it is yet, are you going to take responsibility for it? Yes or no. That's the only decision you have in front of you.

What do you mean...?

If you don't think you have to take responsibility for whatever it is you haven't done, then forget about it. If you think you do, then there's other things ahead of you.

Well... I...

[He really didn't know what he was supposed to do. Yeah, his ignorance was his responsibility, that's how so many people died... but he's not that willfully ignorant anymore, right?]

I don't know what it was you will do but a long time ago, my teacher told me one thing. So I'll tell it to you.

It doesn't matter what you've done wrong. As long as you know it was wrong and you work towards making sure it doesn't happen again, you'll be forgiven.

I don't know how well it applies to you but keep that in mind.

[Luke is silent for a long moment, before he nodded faintly, clenching his hands at his sides.]

...it helps.

Good because the rest of that is up to you.