#// mirror meet up rexer/eleazar int. event!

[protagonists-catastrophe]

*on Rexer's desk, the tiny glass box, which had seemed like just a simple cube, uncovers it's insides, as the walls fade away and become as glass is, something to reveal.*

*revealing eleazar right before rexer's eyes*

> "."

He locks eyes with the man, seeing an uncanny resemblance to his past... Eleazar. Oh how he HATES seeing his pathetic face. His hands ball into tight fists, and a purple darkness over takes his usual black claws.

The time keeper slowly stalks up to his prey. Theres a evil smile that creeps to his face. A darkened expression as he starts to laugh almost maniaclly.

Someone needs to be put in his place. Back where NO ONE should see this weak side of himself. He's going to lock him away, FOREVER.

> "Come here... Come here. Come here you sweet, docile little lamb. Let me sink this goats horns run through your tender flesh... A worthy sacrifice to the Gods."

~~~

You are instantly revealed to the other, and immediately his presence terrifies you. How his eyes of a predator fall on your prey-like form. You feel every sin on your back, crushing your spirits, making you feel ill. How he mocks you, and brings up the word sacrifice.

His steps become louder each time he approaches. Oh God, Oh God please save me. Please save me from this revelation.

I tried to escape, but I forgot my place. I am the sacrificial lamb locked in a fragile box. Being picked up from the desk, I scream. It stares at me, like a hungry wolf about to devour one of His sheep. I bleat and cry, banging on the glass shouting. My voice is raw, I feel the blood pumping in my throat. My chest is uncomfortably tight. It's too hot in here.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

I am locked in a box with no way out.

GET ME OUT OF HERE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE P̵̧͖̈́̃͒̔̇̿̇̏̂̚͝L̸̳͕͚͇̟̻̙̲̰͌̀̄͝Ë̴͎̰̥̦͈́Ä̴̢̯̲́̚͜Ś̸͍͇͔̞̱͇̤͗̇E̴͕͎̫͉̻̺̬̬̪̋̈͂̈́͑̈́̕P̵̧͖̈́̃͒̔̇̿̇̏̂̚͝L̸̳͕͚͇̟̻̙̲̰͌̀̄͝Ë̴͎̰̥̦͈́Ä̴̢̯̲́̚͜Ś̸͍͇͔̞̱͇̤͗̇E̴͕͎̫͉̻̺̬̬̪̋̈͂̈́͑̈́̕P̵̧͖̈́̃͒̔̇̿̇̏̂̚͝L̸̳͕͚͇̟̻̙̲̰͌̀̄͝Ë̴͎̰̥̦͈́Ä̴̢̯̲́̚͜Ś̸͍͇͔̞̱͇̤͗̇E̴͕͎̫͉̻̺̬̬̪̋̈͂̈́͑̈́̕ S̸͕͎̱̑̿O̷̱͚̤̹͋̇̏̑̋̒͊̅̍͊̑̐̕M̸̧̩͓̥͕̗̺̤̩̹͍͗̿̆͐͌̆͘͝ͅ��̠Ę̸̣̪̦͙̭̭͖͖̣̈́̈́͐̄̆̌̚͜B̵̂̄͐͑̒̀̒̉̉̈́̂͊��͎̳̻̩̭̖͈̮̺̹Ơ̸̢̨̺̬̟̫̝̰̺̮̘̯̥̯̊̃̆̎̔̑̈͗͒̕͜͠Ḍ̷̢̛̛͓̰͇̰̮͈̋̂̒̽͝Ẏ̸̧̮̮̙͉̭͔̰̲̲͕̚̚ ̵̨̲̘̪̩̘͖͋̓̿̐̂̇̔̕͜͝ͅḨ̶͓͕̲̯̣̠̤͍̲͈̰͘E̶̢͖̣͇͉͖͍̺̞̹̼̔̔̆̓̌Ļ̶̡̑̚͜P̴̳̑̿̓͋͐̔̑͊͊̏̉̾̅͘͝ ̵͚̥̪̣̬͉̲͉̥̓̑̉̑M̷̧̜̱̯̙͓͇͆͂͗Ę̸̡̜͎͇͕̗͖̜͚̲̼̺͗̿̆͋͆̔͊̇́̽͆̓̚͝ ̴̯͍̖͑͂̚Ǫ̴̬̪̳͈̘̟̖̹͚͉̫͙̯͈̐͒́͘͝H̶̖̮̺͖̺͔̟̪̲̣̪̱̻͌͒̋̓͒̏̇̑͂͋͗̑͛͠ͅ ̸̖̩̯̪̔̂͆͒̚͘͜ͅG̸̟̺̈Ȯ̷̠̼̳͎̦̙̙̙̗͙̺͎̰̂͗̈́̊̈͊͆D̷̹͉̀̅́͊̈́̾͆̓̈̉͌͋̿̕

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[protagonists-catastrophe]

Perhaps someone out there will be willing to help rewrite this fate of yours.

> "I don't know... I mean, if I'm like this in the future... Who would be willing to visit me?"

> "I can't time travel... and I can't write letters to anyone I don't know... I'm too stupid to work my own computer at times... but... maybe there's other time keepers? O-Or people...?"

> "But... there's possibilities that I'll change. My life could be different... I don't want to leave Warren's side as a result... Can't he follow me too? I don't even see him here..."

> "I have only ever met two versions of myself... and they think poorly of me... One of them seemed like a time keeper... but the other...? He was a monster... he looked like a monster... both of them had a strange violet scheme..."

> "What should I do? What CAN I do...?"

> [9/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

how do you know that? you weren't one. it's gross how little you are capable of empathizing with people. you spit on people who suffer in similar ways you did with problems like ones you had. all because what, you can't let go of your stupid feelings about yourself?

tw: religious trauma and implied grooming, read at your own caution

> "No one. And I mean NO ONE has suffered like I have. Those other protagonists are LUCKY to have better fates than I."

> "At least most of them had normal lives. They weren't forced to give up bigger dreams by thier families. They weren't forced into a manipulative cult, who treats you as thier object of lustful temptation. They can look other men and women in the eyes, yet I always see through them."

> "Most certainly, they weren't abandoned by the only person that they ever treated them right. I would never wish my fate upon other protagonists... I hope that never happens, believe me. You make me sound deplorable when there's far worse than a simple time keeper with a rocky past."

> "But you don't care about me or my past. You show no empathy for people like me. I learned the only way out was to disregard my last shred of humanity. I despise Rexer Eleazar for his weaknesses. I despise Bartholomew's cowardice. If he refuses to come back, that is not my problem. He can find a better place than here. It's not like he was using it anyways. Ungrateful bastard."

~~~

You feel sick, the way the other pulls up your past, your entire life uprooted right in front of you. The mention of the cult... how they treated you, how they wanted to use you... it makes you instinctively curl up defensively. Squeezing your arms tightly around yourself, you only look more terrified at his expression.

It's cold. Dead cold.

Scooting yourself into the further corner, you frantically shake your head, burying into your knees. You hate him. You hate how he speaks, how he so easily disregards others while promoting his own on a high pedestal.

> "I-I'm not... I'm not like that! I'm not like that at all...!!"

> "I-I don't want to change into this horrible beast... h-help me..!! Someone... a-anyone...!! Warren...!!"

Unwarranted memories flood back into your mind. You can't help but cry and start banging your fists against the wall. You're never one to hit things... you feel so much... rage.

Hatred for yourself.

Another sin to add to the list.

> [8/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

Perhaps you could be able to... rewrite your fate. I am unsure of a way to do that though, but it is a possibility. Not all fates are linear, after all.

> "M-My fate?"

> "If my fate is to become... this person... then... then there has to be a way out! I-I can change it, but what should I change...?"

You ponder the impossible. What is it that you could change to avoid becoming the man you are today? There's so many options, but what will have the most impactful? You don't want to become a time keeper. You just want to be with Warren for the rest of your life... You want to make him proud of you. Your other self looks so... lonesome. Does he too have a Warren by his side?

> [7/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

bro (robin) just said "who hurt you rexer" loke bro you're gonna find out eventually

> "That's a stupid question. I'm not hurt at all. I'm perfectly fine and healthy, thank you very much."

~~~

> "I seriously doubt that..."

> "Why am I so stubborn in the future...? And who is Robin...? I can't recall a name... or a face..."

> [6/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

Rexer, please put down the cube!! it's scared!! like a little lamb

> "Why would I? It's something that spontaneously spawned inside my office. You lot couldn't even be bothered to hide it properly."

Rexer unclenches his fist, looking at the cube before picking it up with his two fingers. There's a squint before he sets it back on his desk. Perhaps for later examining later.

> "Like a lamb, hm? Still making those crude remarks of me? I'm not the same man I was eons ago. The apotheosized lamb has become the remains on its carcass. I am the rot from within."

> "I shall take a look at it later. I have to pick up the slack."

~~~

Finally, you are set down somewhere. With a sigh of relief, you feel the ground beneath you. Looking out, you see the other hasn't smugged the glass like structure. With a bit of hesitancy, you rise.

Moving to look at the taller being, you bit your lip. He was so evil... his heart closed off from the world. You don't ever want to become this man in the future, wanting to be better. But how?

How can you achieve a better ending?

> "Mmmh... Th-There's got to be a way..."

> [5/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

dude stop calling bart an idiot, he was trying his best for you and you shoved him away yourself. we told you, he's traumatized, because you told him that you never wanted to see him again, and threatened his entire existence if he ever showed his face again. the man is like a child, rexer, or an animal, that has become trained to know you're a threat, not because of someone else's actions, but because of your own.

"ohh he's such a coward idiot running away from his work" TELL HIM TO COME BACK YOURSELF, MORON. he doesn't know what you actually want of him right now, and he doesn't know that his life isn't under threat if he returns, and he won't trust it if we tell him that, because he doesn't trust anyone at all

anyone except maybe you, if you take a moment to stop being such a selfish prick, acting like the world should naturally bend to your will without putting the effort in to do it yourself. i'm sick of watching you blame bart, over and over and over, like he's the ONLY one at fault, because everyone BUT you knows it's not true, you're just too blind and deluded to see it, or maybe blind and soulless

> "Are you saying I should infantalize him? Should I just treat him like a precious sweet summer child who does no wrong? Should I discipline him like a child or like an adult?"

> "He's a grown man. A grown man who can't make decisions for himself. That reminds me of 'him'. He can come back whenever he likes, but I hold no sympathy for the weak willed, frightful, and frankly replaceable bunch."

Rexer squeezes the cube in his hand, and its pointed edges dig into his darkened hands. He would rather not waste his time if Bartholomew chooses to be afraid. That is his decision to make.

~~~

You whimper, enveloped into darkness. It starts to get rather humid in the small confines of your prison. You have nothing to cling onto, so sliding around and hitting the walls is pretty much impossible not to. At least your hands are protecting your head and neck from injury.

> "H-Hot... Too hot...!! M-Make him let go of me, please!! I'm scared of heights...!! I-I'm scared of the dark!! Don't leave me in here!!"

> [4/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

heeyyyyyy rexy!

gives you this

> "Why the hell would I want this? Do you think me the same as these other protagonists?"

He takes the plush and puts it next to the desk. That's until he notices the small cube, picking up and shaking it.

> "Where did this come from? Hmm?"

~~~

You can't help but scream in fear. Struggling to hold yourself steady as your head bangs against the walls a few times. Wincing softly, you look up to see yourself staring at your cube... skeptically.

> "A-Ah-- Ahhhh n-no- no no no no...!!"

> "P-Put me down..!! Please put me back down!!"

> "What? It talks? Hmmh... Interesting..."

[protagonists-catastrophe]

It seems these other anons are attempting to show you the truth. A painful truth, to say the least. Do you think you will be able to cope with this?

> "I-I don't know... I-I know I'm not the best person in the world... I'm a disgusting sinner who needs repentance for his mistakes."

> "I feel nauseous... Like I'm stuck in a hole I can't crawl out of."

> [3/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

Why are you guys making Eleazar crash out AGAIN??? for like.. Idk the five thousandth time?? Let bro BREATH 😭😭 >//A plate appears next to him// I hope this helps a little-

> "O-Oh, thank you..."

You don't feel particularly hungry after all of this. But you still eat it anyway. You don't want this angelic version of yourself to know you're here.

Angels can be so unnecessarily cruel for the wrong reasons... you want to be a good angel.

> "Hmmh... it smells in here..."

> [2/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

how does it feel? did you feel your Songbird go missing?

> "Songbird? Ah, you must be talking about Robin."

> "Time keepers never truly disappear. They hide away in other realities, trying to blend in with the crowd. But his scent is still fresh in my mind."

> "I'll kill him, eventually."

~~~

You listen to the other's voice, Shuddering at how he speaks so cruel of others... You're not sure if he's talking about a pet or a person, neither feels good in your stomach.

> "H-How... How deplorable..!! Everyone should be valued! Wh-Why is he saying these things? Who hurt him this way?"

> "Let that person... whoever it is, be safe..."

You put a hand to your heart, fearful of becoming this... monster. You don't want to end up like it! You won't! You can't! The Lord would abandon you for this behavior...

Abandon... Why does this feel familiar?

> [1/10]

[protagonists-catastrophe]

Look, I just want to show you, alright? *places Eleazar into a glass box that is entirely invisible from the outside, putting it within the confines of current Rexer's office, as a tiny six inch cube at the back of his desk for 10 asks*

> "W-Wait- Wait, what are you doing!? L-Let me out!!"

You panic, hitting the glass in fear of being trapped. However, before you can make another sound, you are back there in that dream of yours.

It felt so surreal, and you felt so small when meeting face to date with "yourself."

Currently, Rexer is sitting at the desk, filing away whatever paperwork he can. He seems to be penning up his final documents before putting them away neatly in a folder.

> "When is that idiot going to come back? He has work to do. Running away like such a coward... Hmph."

The time keeper stood, moving to check the other files before squinting momentarily. Another file he takes out and examines its contents. It doesn't seem like he's noticed the small cube on his desk.

> "Where to go next..."

You can only stare up in the man with a fearful expression. He doesn't seem to notice you, but you can see him. Pressing your back against one of the walls, you shudder in fear.

> "Wh-What a scary angel... W-Why do I look so... bitter? I don't understand..."

Mirrored Meet-up - Rexer/Eleazar interaction Event is now live!

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