Turns out hearing that this might be your last month ever on this mortal plane really does bring its own entirely unique frantic mix of emotions, nearly all of which seem impossible to describe or parse right now. There was fear certainly - Mochizuki had given them all of the information he could, yet the coming of Nyx still remains a terrifying and unknown prospect. How could it not be?
Then there was the determination they all shared, the belief that they could defeat her. That this wouldn't be the end.
But what if it is? Mitsuru had always been a pragmatist, Mochizuki had made the odds of their success plain to all who had been assembled that night. He had said it was impossible for them to win and he meant it. That means that a part of the Kirijo heiress has to accept her own mortality, accept the possibility that there is a very real chance that none of them would be coming back from this.
Everyone had already gone to bed following Arisato's decision but that doesn't mean that the redhead had been able to find any kind of slumber since she had retired to her room. She hadn't really gotten a chance to talk to Akihiko alone since the verdict had been delivered. They had shared so much, it didn't seem right that they didn't talk this over between them privately before they really did try and sleep.
Who knows though? Maybe Akihiko really was as confident as ever and had just gone to sleep without a single iota of doubt in his head. Still, Mitsuru is going to take the chance that he might still be awake and knock very lightly on his door. She doesn't want any of the other boys overhearing after all. She's not entirely sure why but the need for this to be private suddenly seems paramount... ]
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The Promised Day.
Turns out hearing that this might be your last month ever on this mortal plane really does bring its own entirely unique frantic mix of emotions, nearly all of which seem impossible to describe or parse right now. There was fear certainly - Mochizuki had given them all of the information he could, yet the coming of Nyx still remains a terrifying and unknown prospect. How could it not be?
Then there was the determination they all shared, the belief that they could defeat her. That this wouldn't be the end.
But what if it is? Mitsuru had always been a pragmatist, Mochizuki had made the odds of their success plain to all who had been assembled that night. He had said it was impossible for them to win and he meant it. That means that a part of the Kirijo heiress has to accept her own mortality, accept the possibility that there is a very real chance that none of them would be coming back from this.
Everyone had already gone to bed following Arisato's decision but that doesn't mean that the redhead had been able to find any kind of slumber since she had retired to her room. She hadn't really gotten a chance to talk to Akihiko alone since the verdict had been delivered. They had shared so much, it didn't seem right that they didn't talk this over between them privately before they really did try and sleep.
Who knows though? Maybe Akihiko really was as confident as ever and had just gone to sleep without a single iota of doubt in his head. Still, Mitsuru is going to take the chance that he might still be awake and knock very lightly on his door. She doesn't want any of the other boys overhearing after all. She's not entirely sure why but the need for this to be private suddenly seems paramount... ]