towerofanimus | ⚜ one

Characters: Mithos Yggdrasill and YOU!
Setting: Cafeteria
Format: I'll follow you.
Summary: Mithos doesn't even bother to go to his dorm room. He heads straight for the cafeteria.
Warnings: Speciesism, though he'll try to behave himself for now. He really, really hates humans.

An angel doesn't need to eat. Or sleep, for that matter, but in a place like this, a place this... well... abnormal, Mithos feels the need to do so now.

He was reminded somewhat of Niflheim. A memory he's long since forgotten and moved on from, and one that doesn't even matter anymore. Aselia was gone. He died, just like Martel, and there was nothing left. All because some idiot humans thought that, despite, four thousand years of being proven right, he was wrong and too near-sighted to see that humans could change. The fact that the world was destroyed upon reuniting them, even after he himself was about to destroy it, was almost poetic irony.

How did it happen? Magitechnology? Maybe Lloyd couldn't handle the amount of power he took for himself upon gaining the Eternal Sword? Maybe Ratatosk still wasn't over being betrayed by him? Who knew. Who even cared anymore. He didn't even have the means to remake the world anymore, if the Eternal Sword was even capable of that. He never tried. He never wanted to try, either. There was only one thing, one person, he wanted, and now, it was forever beyond his grasp.

Mithos stared down at the oatmeal. It was already halfway gone, and it really, really seemed to be disagreeing with his stomach. He almost never ate, and when he did, it was purely for pleasure. This was foul. It almost sounded like how Raine's cooking was described to him. Were they here, too? The people who went down the path he himself refused to follow? If he was here, then... they had to be.

And they'd better have answers.

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[She shrugs.]

He's a pretty normal kid, y'know. Nothing about him really stands out. He's probably hiding out in the control with the rest of them.

[munch munch.]

If you wanna try and get down there, be my guest, but you'd better have a good plan with you.

[ She seems quite gluttonous. But at the same time, what she says makes him raise an eyebrow. ]

Why?

[A shrug, as though the answer should be obvious.]

They've got some pretty tight security, y'know. If they didn't, they'd have been shut down by now.

[ Of course. It's never that easy, is it? ]

Right... so I'm stuck here, then?

At least, until they get tired of you and send you back. 'Course, there's not much to see there, y'know. All that's left of our worlds is giant wasteland.

I knew that would happen... well, maybe Derris Kharlan is still okay.

[Kyoko raises an eyebrow, clearly confused.]

Hah? What're you talking about?

All my efforts to save me world... for nothing. Humans are so stupid...

[ Someone's feeling vindicated. There's a reason he didn't rejoin the worlds himself, after all. Well... multiple reasons, but there's one that actually didn't have to do with Martel. ]

It probably has nothing to do with them, y'know. Supposedly all of our worlds were destroyed with some world-eating virus.

[She gives a light shrug.]

Well, not like it matters. The end result is the same either way.

A virus? You mean, like a plague? How can that destroy an entire plane?

[ Not to mention, you'd think he'd notice something like that happening. ]

... I guess.

If the projection they got upstairs is to believed, it just kinda swallows everything up.

That's ridiculous. There's no virus that can do something like that.

You got a better explanation for how more worlds are getting reduced to dust every second?

[Not that she wants to believe what is a frankly ridiculous explanation, but until there's evidence to the contrary, they don't have much of a choice but to treat it as such.]

I'd be more likely to believe it's some kind of world-devouring monster.

[ Tempting fate? Yes. Tempting fate. Final Boss of Tower of Animus, calling it now. ]

Huh? How's that make any more sense than a world-destroying virus?

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A virus can't blow up a planet.

No reason it can't devour it.

That doesn't make any sense...

Hey, look who's finally getting it.

[It's mostly meant as a joke, albeit one that's both unfunny and mean spirited.]

Not much around here does.

[ That earns her a glare, but it doesn't last long. Instead, he sighs, and looks away, crossing his arms over his chest. ]

Then what am I supposed to do in the meantime?

[Snicker.]

Stay alive. What you do after that's up to you.

... Whatever. I've probably dealt with worse than this place.

You don't say. So then like, being stuck here for awhile shouldn't be a problem.

How long is 'a while?'

However long it takes to find a way out of here or for somebody to just nuke this place and put it out of it's misery.

[She smirks.]

Well, I guess a few people've tried to do that already.

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