#rhymix: writing

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Someone fucking said something in the server and that gave me the idea to make this.

You know who you fucking are. /silly

———

It was definitely just supposed to be a normal night out.

It really was.

So how did it come to this?

Credits had dreaded a day like this to come, actually. He knew that it would be inevitable, considering what kind of job this is, but—

...He didn't want it to come so soon.

All of the things that happened before everything was a blur. He decided to drag Ezra out so that he can have a quick walk to somewhere. He had errands to attend to, so he needed to go out. Of course, Ezra—being the usual loyal bodyguard he is—came with Credits. It's like he always wanted to just be by the TV program host's side all of the time, and he obviously couldn't care about anything else other than keeping his master safe.

Credits just let Ezra come with him just like that, thinking that this is just going to be another normal business trip.

But...he really regrets it now.

Ezra shouldn't have come with him.

Credits shouldn't have let Ezra come with him.

Credits should have just picked a different bodyguard to come with him.

Not Ezra.

Because why else would Ezra be lying on the ground, bleeding out from his abdomen, seemingly struggling to breathe at all?

Someone came to them when they were just minding their own business, and tried to kill Credits. Of course, Ezra won't let that happen, so he quickly fought the stranger to the best of his ability. At one point, Credits did want to help his bodyguard out, since he brought a gun with him just in case, but Ezra just kept refusing his help and told him to run away and call for help.

And honestly, even getting Ezra to reply to him was a mistake.

Because that's the exact reason why Ezra's guard was let down...

...And he was stabbed from behind.

And then...ah...

That person hurt him even more, even after that one stab.

Thinking back on it, Credits can't help but feel guilty about everything.

He managed to put the gun he used to good use and shot the killer before they could run off. They're...dead now, he supposes.

But so will Ezra.

"EZRA!" Credits shouts out, immediately dropping his gun and rushing towards the dying bodyguard, who coughs out blood. "Agh- haha...Mr. Credits...I did it...I saved you...!" Ezra weakly announces, a weak smile on his face that still radiates pride. Seeing this, Credits' anger explodes.

"SHUT UP! YOU- I SAVED MYSELF! YOU JUST GOT YOURSELF HURT, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"

"Ah- uh...sorry...?"

"Don't- just-"

Credits heaves out a shaky sigh, before quickly bringing out his phone. However, just when he was about to dial a certain number, he notices Ezra's hand grabbing onto his phone, before finally pulling it away from his grasp. "I- wha- Ezra! I'm trying to call for help! At least let me!" Credits scolds him, but once he sees Ezra frown, he shuts up for a bit.

"...Don't." Ezra protests, and to that, Credits scoffs. "Why- why shouldn't I, huh? Your life- your life is on the line. I need to- ah- I need to...!" Before he could really register that fact, Credits feels tears streaming down his face. He rarely cries, actually- so this is...strange.

"Credits." Ezra calls, and the TV program host in question glances towards him with a raised eyebrow, all while he continues to silently cry. "My job as your bodyguard...is to protect you...right...?" Ezra asks, a small smile slowly forming on his face. He tries to reach out a hand to cup Credits' cheek, but quickly gets interrupted by Credits being the one to do that for him instead. To that, Ezra's smile widens.

"Just let me help you, damnit...let me be the one to save you this time..."

"Eh...I...I don't...need saving..."

Ezra could feel tears slowly forming in his eyes, but still smiles nonetheless. "You're not my bodyguard, y'know?" He asks in a rather teasing manner, and to that, Credits' brows furrows. "I don't need to be your bodyguard to protect you. I'm trying to get help for you because I still need you around. I'm trying to get help for you because I just- love you so fucking much...!"

Ezra's smile drops for a moment, before he chuckles weakly. "Haha, I-" He coughs again. "Agh- I love you too, Credits. But..." He trails off, and Credits shakes his head at that, quickly caressing Ezra's body that is slowly growing cold, holding him tightly in his arms. "No, no, no. Just- let me- let me call—"

"But this was bound to happen."

"Shut up! No...!"

"I...it was nice to work alongside you."

"Don't- don't go- I-"

Ezra chuckles again, resting his head on Credits' chest, closing his eyes for what might be the final time.

"I...truly do love you, Credits."

And with that, a breath was heaved.

And it would be his last one.

"...Ah...?"

"I- n-no. No, no, no- Ezra? Ezra?? Can you- can you hear me, Ezra? Ezra?! EZRA?! EZRA, WAKE UP PLEASE, I-"

"WAKE UP, DAMNIT- WAKE UP! FUCK- I- Hah...!"

"Ezra...Ezra...! Don't...don't leave me..."

"I...I still need you, Ezra...please...hah..."

All that could be heard that night were Credits' cries that broke out as soon as that happened. He doesn't usually let out his emotions like this—he really doesn't—but this is about a loved one of his, so he is rightfully sad about this, right?

Nhelv and Destr0yer found him later that night—it was dreadfully awkward having your old friend see you in such a vulnerable state, but Credits couldn't be bothered either.

He can't be bothered anymore.

Not without Ezra.

———

"And Mr. Credits, why have you decided to take this long hiatus?"

"...Because I need some time for myself. Now please excuse me."

Credits goes into his car while showing off his signature smile towards the crowd of interviewers. As soon as he got into his car and closed the door, however, that smile drops immediately. He only watches as the crowd's faces pass by as the car moves to his destination; his home.

Credits had recently decided to take a hiatus following Ezra's death. He still needs some time to grief, and he's gonna have to put a halt on all of his usual activities for a long time.

Because it doesn't seem like he'll move on anytime soon.

Credits closes his eyes, and hears his driver ask him if he's doing alright. He only responds with a tired "decent", before slowly drifting off to sleep.

...Though...

If he could sleep peacefully forever, then...

Maybe he could see Ezra again.

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"Oh fuck." Bitch, fym "oh fuck"??????

oh

———

"Hey, Van! Did you know—?"

"Hey~ Don't you think—?"

"Van! Van!!!"

"Van~"

...

It's getting tiring.

For so many years on end, the sun has constantly annoyed him.

He has had enough.

"Van~?" Third Sun's voice could be heard from behind him again. Just hearing that voice everyday annoys World Vanquisher to his very core. He just feels like shutting that damned sun God up once and for all. "Van? C'mon now, you can't keep ignoring me like this~"

World Vanquisher groans, though he doesn't make any attempt to respond to Third Sun whatsoever. Third Sun sighs. "Hey~ Van~?" He pokes the other God's shoulder—

Not knowing that was pretty much the breaking point.

"Shut UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!"

"...?!"

World Vanquisher turns around rapidly, and at that moment, it was finally known to Third Sun that he is genuinely pissed off. Maybe he annoyed him too much? What was he doing wrong, exactly?

"V-Vanquisher-"

"NO! SHUT UP! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! I'M TIRED OF YOU!"

Maybe hearing those words from World Vanquisher of all people hurt him a bit too much. He's not usually offended like this, but...

It just suddenly hurts.

"I...huh...?"

"Get out of my sight! I don't want you to keep tailing behind me every single GODDAMN DAY! JUST- LEAVE ME ALONE!"

...

Silence after that.

During that long silence, World Vanquisher slowly processes the world around him. His outburst somehow managed to get the attention of the other Gods. He could even see Eternity gaze at him with wide eyes in a corner of the room, with Momento beside her, looking rather furious. He then glances towards Third Sun, and upon seeing his face that shows pure fear—

He knows he let his emotions control him a little too much.

"...Ah." He lets out, and soon enough, the feeling of regret washes over him. Third Sun was silent, slowly calming down from the sudden outburst. He still looks slightly shaken, however. "I'm..." He starts, trying to force the words out in the midst of his feeling of fear.

...

"...I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone now."

"Huh-?"

After those words were spoken, Third Sun turns around and leaves the room—acting as if nothing had happened. The look on his face as he did just that, however, is filled with a feeling of sadness and shame. At that moment, World Vanquisher finally realized it.

He hurt someone's feelings.

He didn't mean to, though.

"Oh..."

...

"Oh fuck."

The moment he mutters that out, he could hear the other Gods in the room whisper amongst themselves.

"Vanquisher..."

"I...can't believe him."

"Ah...how unfortunate. But even then, if he did this to a mortal, we wouldn't be making such a big fuss about it."

"You shut the fuck up, you judgemental piece of shit."

"Everyone..."

He didn't mean to.

He...

...

He definitely fucked up.

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Gift or whatever idfk what to title this

typical (unreliable title giver)thesia moment

———

I could see it.

The truth staring right back at me.

The truth about myself, about this world, about the Gods, about the people who were meant to be Gods...

They all showed themselves to me, and I somehow couldn't stop them.

So many questions raced through my head.

Was my whole life a lie?

Did I live for no reason at all?

What was even the point of doing all of this then...?

I wondered.

But I never got an answer.

The questions in my head disappeared, and the only thing that remained was one thought;

I want to—

———

Knock, knock, knock.

Aleph snaps out of his thoughts—the knock on his front door has brought him back to reality. He was so lost in the memory of that revelation, that he almost didn't catch that noise.

Nobody else is in the house right now. Nhelv went out with Credits earlier, and Destr0yer said she wanted to go out and have a quick walk to clear her mind, so it's just Aleph in the house now. Frankly, he also just got home from a long day at school—it was Teachers' Day, so he came home rather exhausted from all of the festivities.

Nonetheless, he decides to get himself moving, and quickly makes his way to the door, before opening it, revealing the person on the other side to be none other than Pupa himself. "Ah- Pupa! What brings you here?" He greets, offering the other man to come into the house. Pupa does just that, and as he walks into the house, Aleph quickly notices something in his hand.

"...What's that?" He asks, glancing down towards a plastic bag that Pupa grips tightly. Pupa looks down towards it, before looking back at the math teacher. "Oh. This is for you, actually." He answers, and hearing that, Aleph can feel his face heating up slightly. "O-oh...?"

Pupa then fishes the mysterious object out of the bag, revealing it to be some sort of...encyclopedia book...? "Oh my! How nice! Is this another gift from Pamolia? I thought she'd be giving me only one thing for today, haha." Aleph says, grabbing the book in Pupa's hand as quickly as he could, before inspecting the cover closely. He had probably already read the contents of a book similar to this, but it's always interesting to read it in a different writing style. It entertains him quite a lot—

"Oh, uh- no, actually. I got this for you. Not Pamolia."

—Ah.

To that, Aleph's face grows even more red.

"...Oh...um...you...you got this...for me...? S-specifically you...?" Aleph asks slowly, trying his best to keep his composure—though it seems like it's failing. Pupa averts his gaze from the other man, his cheeks flaring up to a bright shade of red too as he simply answers; "Yeah. Specifically me."

He then quickly adds; "With my own money too, so..."

"I see."

Aleph readjusts his monocle, before nodding at the butterfly's way. "Thank you, then. I'm sure I'll have fun reading this." He says softly, looking down to the book once again, tracing his fingers along the rather hard surface of the cover. Pupa just watches, before quietly sighing fondly. "Yeah. No problem, I guess."

...

"...Also, that thing is expensive- so you better take good care of it!"

"Oh- yes, yes. Alright. I'll keep that in mind~"

"Hmph. You better."

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[Rhymix] Main Story: Redrawing The Colorless World — Chapter 2: Invention

oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo AYE oooo oooo oooo oooo oooo ooooooooooo bischuktakeawefethouAYE (idk)

———

I remember the first time I made any sort of art.

It was...sort of bad—but at the same time, that's the charm point of it. I still have it with me after all of these years, and whenever I look back on it, I always find myself smiling. It just tells me that I've improved a lot, and also reminds me of how far I've come.

And to be honest, none of this is possible if it weren't for the fact that I kept on pushing through.

So now that the world is like this, I want to also keep pushing through for it.

That morning, I already showed up to Technicolour's place at 9 AM. He was...taken aback by how early I got there, to say the least, but it's not anything too out of the ordinary for him. It's certainly not as weird as that one time some weird madwoman decided to break into this world and try to become its new God.

We spent the entire day asking people around and researching about such a topic. It ended up being of no use; because by the end of the day, we didn't got anything noteworthy. There weren't any records of something like this ever happening before either, so that just made us even more confused.

Eventually, the next day, we traveled to Notalano. We asked the people there what happened during the long period of time their nation got their colors sucked out of it dry. They said it's a weird phenomenon that was caused by someone. We didn't get any further details than that because they're still investigating it.

Technicolour then took me to a friend of his' place. He said that his name is Stasis, and he's a pretty well-known inventor who has made a gigantic airship powered by Notalium once. He then said that airship initially was ill-fated, but after some repairs it works perfectly fine again.

The moment we stepped into Stasis' house, the guy in question stumbled out looking really messy. "Hey! Sorry about uh- all of this. Just working on something." He said, before sighing, turning his head away in shame. "It's really a hassle for such a simple device." Once I heard that come out of his mouth, I raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

Stasis then took the both of us to his basement—which he just calls his workplace, and it makes sense why he'd call it that. He apparently works there most of the time. I could tell from how messy the entire area is. Blueprints were scattered everywhere and stacked onto tables, a few shelves were covered in dust, and the main table where he'd usually do his work is really all over the place too. Has he ever even tried to clean it up?

"Sorry for not cleaning up! I'm not done with this stupid little shit yet." Stasis apologized, before glaring down at the object on his table emotionlessly. It's clear whatever he's working on gave him a headache in some way. Technicolour and I gazed down to the object in question.

It's...just a simple paintbrush?

"What...what are you gonna do with a literal paintbrush?" I asked nervously, pointing towards the paintbrush in question. Stasis chuckled. "Hah, it's another one of my big brain ideas to restore color to not only Notalano, but this entire world too~" He answered, giving me a playful wink. It's cute, to say the least.

...I really need to stop getting short-term crushes on random people I just met.

"What's so special about it, though?" I asked again. By this point, my curiosity just kept building up more and more. Meanwhile, Technicolour was merely frowning at the messy state of the workplace. "It's powered by Notalium, and basically if you just wave the brush around with the intent of giving the world color, then color you'll give to it!" Stasis explained to me energetically, before walking towards a different table in the distance and picking up a different paintbrush that looked similar to the one he was working on.

"I have a finished version of it for testing! Give it a try outside." Stasis offered, and I simply took the paintbrush and nodded. The cyan colored diamond on the paintbrush's handle captivated me in a way that I can't even describe. It just...resonated with me for some reason. Probably because I really like the color cyan.

———

...Nothing.

"Huh? What do you mean, "nothing"?" Stasis asked me, a confused look on his face as he just looked at me as if I was crazy. When I went to test out Stasis' special paintbrush invention, it didn't work at all. "Oh c'mon now, Colorless. I tested it myself the other day and it worked swell." He then said again, a frown on his face as he then gazed at the paintbrush.

"...Ah."

"What's wrong?"

"Maybe you just didn't have such an intention to redraw the colorless world in your heart when you were trying it out."

Hearing Stasis' statement, I raised an eyebrow...again. "What do you mean? I clearly did. It's the reason why I wanted to try it out to begin with." I told him, crossing my arms, giving him a tired look. Stasis chuckled again at that. "Haha! No, no. The feelings just- aren't finalized yet. My wanting to restore color to Notalano is already finalized enough."

He then puts a finger on my chest, as if playfully mocking me. "Yours haven't yet." He added, a smirk on his face. My face could only turn red at that, but he did have a point. Maybe it's just...not fully realized at the time. "Just- look, listen here; I'm gonna let you bring that home with you. Once you feel like you've fully realized your wantings, then try again."

Stasis then gave me a reassuring nod. "I'm sure it'll work. Just believe me." Hearing his words, I felt a little eased. I nodded, a smile on his face as I silently accepted his advice.

���——

...And here I am now...

At a coffee shop...

With that one guy I bumped into the other day.

I accidentally encountered Convergence again during a rainy day. We had to take shelter at a bus stop and then just...had a casual talk.

At one point I made him laugh and smile, which is nice, to say the least. I feel proud of myself for being able to successfully do that.

Now here the two of us are, enjoying coffee brewed by Convergence's favorite coffee shop. I'm not usually a particular fan of coffee, but he got me to try it. Pretty good, honestly. "What were you doing outside alone, anyways?" I ask him, trying my best to start up another conversation after a few minutes of silence.

Convergence looks up from his coffee, before finally answering. "I wanted to go...somewhere. But then the rain poured and then things had to get rescheduled." He says, a visible frown on his face as he sips on his coffee again. I nod in understanding—a part of me wants to ask him further on it, but then I decide against it.

"For now you can stay with me." I say, before quickly adding, "Until the rain stops, that is. Hehe." Convergence nods, a small smile on his face as he looks at me again. It's nice to have some alone time with him like this. Alongside my stress of trying to piece together the strange mystery of the world's loss of color, I also couldn't get this stupid man out of my head.

He's just that pretty, honestly.

But still...

I can't shake off this uneasy feeling.

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[Rhymix] Side Story 1: The Dove and the Crow — Chapter 5: A Mystery and A Sudden Disappearance

i'm popping off kinda

———

...Only to be left with confusion.

Such a memory where the crow and the dove were being intimate with each other...

He doesn't recall experiencing such a thing.

"...Huh?" He mutters out, slowly processing what he had just seen. He feels compelled to call Momento over and ask her some questions—or, well, just one question.

Should he—

"Holy fucking shit I forgot ONE THING." Well...it doesn't seem like Trap Crow really needs to "call" Momento over anymore. "Hey, devil guy...girl...both, I saw some weird shit in that memory." The crow spares no time asking his question as Momento scurries around the area to find whatever he had accidentally left in here.

Upon hearing Trap Crow's question, the devil-God perks up, looking at the only other person in the room with a raised eyebrow. "Context?" He asks, before finally seemingly finding whatever he left here and picked it up. "That dove who keeps visiting me these past few weeks...did we ever had anything special between us?" Trap Crow questions nervously.

Momento thinks about it for a moment, before shrugging. "No...? Look, I never personally knew any of you people up until I supposedly got revived by Eternity. I wouldn't know jackshit." She answers, walking towards the main entrance of Trap Crow's prison area. "Wh- hey! Don't go yet! You're not lying to me, are you?!"

"...No???? Look, I'm busy today, I don't have time for stupid bullshit. JUST BECAUSE I'm the God of Memories that does NOT mean I'd know what memories anyone would see in those glass butterflies." Without saying any goodbyes, Momento quickly walks through the entrance, and soon enough, he's gone.

Trap Crow lets out a frustrated groan, before thinking back on that memory. If it is true, then when the hell did it even happen? Does him not remembering such a memory unfolding in his life have anything to do with the fact that he also doesn't remember how he even ended up in this cage to begin with?

"This is starting to give me a fucking headache..."

———

Weeks go by, and eventually, weeks turned into months.

It had been months since Ringed Genesis first decided to visit Trap Crow. Over the past few months of these visits, the two ended up getting to know each other a lot more. It's to the point where they can easily notice and even point out the most littlest details about each other.

The dove's also starting to feel such a strange connection with the crow. Though, of course, the strange mystery of that one memory isn't really easy for them to shake off either. Every night they'd think about that memory—replaying it in their heads as if it's a video.

Today, Ringed Genesis felt the need to visit Trap Crow again. His visits to Trap Crow's cage has become so frequent that he might as well go there every single day on every single opportunity he has. For some reason, he had taken a lot of comfort being in the presence of the crow, it's...odd.

Entering the Realm of the Almighty's prison faction, Ringed Genesis quickly takes notice of the rather tense atmosphere. He looks around, before finally spotting a panicking Momento, a worried Eternity, and a...notably pissed off Amazing Mighty. "Devil? Ms. Eternity? And Sir Amazing Mighty...? What is the matter here?" He quickly asks, catching the trio's attention immediately.

"Oh fuck- Angel! Have you- have you seen Crow around?!" Momento asks, his voice showcasing his messy state. Ringed Genesis frowns at that. "No. Why? Is he...not in his cage?" He asks again, and he could see Eternity nod. "Yes. Momento went to check on him this morning, but when he did, that crow's nowhere to be found."

"That damned crow...thinking he can just escape like that so fucking easily..." Ringed Genesis could then hear Amazing Mighty mutter. It seems like he's the most unhappy about this. "If you want, I can try to find him myself." The dove offers, and hearing that, Momento perks up. "Really?!"

"Yes, really. You can trust me to bring him back here safe and sound—"

"I'm not letting you be the one to find him."

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look at Amazing Mighty, who looks at Ringed Genesis with clear anger in his eyes. "But why? There is definitely something wrong here—you initially didn't want me to visit Trap Crow constantly, and now this?" Ringed Genesis asks, pure annoyance written all over his facial expressions as he then chuckles bitterly.

"What has gotten into you? Is there something you know that I don't?" He then asks again, crossing his arms as he then gazes intensely at the God. Amazing Mighty clenches his fist, trying his best to calm himself down, and once he did, he sighs heavily. "Trap Crow is dangerous. He has hurt someone in the past—someone who he supposedly loves and cherishes a lot."

Amazing Mighty then forces a smile, though his anger is still present from the way his brows are still furrowed. "Hah. Not even I would do such a thing to Felys." Ringed Genesis merely raises an eyebrow at that, before quickly stealing a glance at Eternity and Momento. Momento looks...annoyed, to say the least. But Eternity?

She looks beyond horrified.

"...Ms. Eternity?" Upon hearing her name, Eternity jolts up, before quickly calming down once she realizes it's just Ringed Genesis. "...Err...Genesis." She calls back. The dove nods at her, waiting for her to say something else. She then summons a shard of glass, glowing a bright shade of red, before hovering it over to Ringed Genesis.

"If things get drastic, and if the situation calls for it, use this." She advices, a serious look on her face. Amazing Mighty's eyes widened at that. "Huh? Hey, are you sure this is the right time for him to recall such...horrible memories?" He asks, and Eternity merely nods at him.

Momento, having his initial annoyance towards Amazing Mighty gone away, now wears a confused look on his face. Ringed Genesis, on the other hand, takes the shard of glass with him. After all, maybe Eternity's right. Besides, this could possibly be an anomaly shard—anomaly shards are much more stronger compared to normal ones, so he'll probably have use for this.

Now the only task he has?

Finding Trap Crow.

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i hate them waht the fuck

i said smth abiut writing another alemantis thing that i wanted to save for later so here it is yay i guess fuck my life

———

"You're- you're graduating early...?"

It's no secret that Aleph's smart.

But Mantis wouldn't have thought that he'd be this smart.

Maybe that's what happens when you read more knowledge-based books ever since you were...what? Three? Four? Even Aleph had forgotten at this rate.

"Yeah." Aleph answered dryly, a blank expression on his face as he merely looks at the only other person in the library. Aleph called Mantis over there specifically to get him to read with him—Mantis really should read more in Aleph's opinion.

Mantis stared at the other boy who was sat across him, with the only barrier between them being a large table. He just stared at him for a few seconds, before his face displayed a frown. "...What's wrong with that? I thought you...don't like me?" Aleph asked—and frankly, the feelings are mutual on his part too. It's strange to just see the one person you're annoyed of be this visibly sad over the thought of you leaving their life forever.

"...Uh..." Mantis was unsure of what to say in response to Aleph's question, fidgeting with his hands nervously. A visible blush could be seen on his cheeks, which...is unusual. Aleph raised an eyebrow upon noticing that detail. "So...?" He spoke up again, which startled Mantis.

"Ah- uh...well..."

"...C'mon. Hurry up. I don't have all day to wait for you to answer me."

"Sorry. Uh..."

It's really unusual to see Mantis act like this—especially to the point of apologizing to Aleph himself. Mantis...isn't really the type to say the word "sorry" often, after all.

Which made Aleph even more suspicious of him.

"Mantis, what do you really think of me? One time you said that you think I'm annoying, stuck-up, stubborn, and you hate me, but now I'm starting to think you've changed your mind." Aleph asked, suspicion very evident in his eyes as he looked at Mantis. The reckless one out of the two tensed up at that, a bead of sweat visibly rolling down his face as he tried to find the right words to say what he wanted to say.

"...Mantis—"

"I like you, Aleph."

Upon hearing such a confession, Aleph's eyes widened in shock. "...Huh?" Mantis groaned—by this point, his face is already really red. "I like—sorry, no—love you, Aleph." He reaffirmed in a rather annoyed tone in voice. With that confirmation, Aleph was frozen.

The thing is...

...

"...I'm sorry, Mantis. I...don't really feel the same way."

Whether he's lying to himself or he's actually not attracted to the other boy...even Aleph doesn't know.

But after seeing how heartbroken Mantis looked after hearing his response, Aleph suddenly felt guilty.

"Hah...that's fine. I knew you wouldn't really return my feelings, anyways." Mantis said—Mantis lied. Aleph only frowned at that, before saying again, "Even if we were to be in a relationship, I don't think it'd work out well, anyways. After all...I'm graduating way more earlier than you, so..." Now he's just adding salt to the wound, Aleph just knows that.

But despite it all, Mantis nodded in understanding, a smile on his face as he then gets up from his seat, getting ready to leave. "That's all good. I guess I'll just take my leave now. Thanks for today, I guess—"

"Wait!"

"Hm? What is it now?"

Aleph quickly stood up from his seat, rushed towards Mantis, and then—

———

"And then I kissed him, nanny! I kissed him! On the lips! With my mouth! Mouth-to-mouth kiss! You understand me, right?!"

"Uh...why yes, Aleph! I do understand you."

"It was so embarrassing. I'm lucky enough that nobody else was around..."

"You said earlier that you didn't like him in that way, though, dear. So why did you...?"

"...I don't know. Maybe to make him feel better about getting rejected?"

"That...doesn't really solve things, though."

"I-I know that...!"

...

"...Just..."

...

"Maybe some part of me deep down liked him back."

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First Meet

guess what? mightyfelys! this time they're not eating cheese, though! backstory stuff! idk!!!!!!

———

...My memories are a little fuzzy, but I sort of remember that day.

Back then, when I was still some pathetic young man who always hated the life that I lived, I met someone.

Someone who felt like the light in my dark world.

He was the one who made me realize that maybe, just maybe—life is worth living, after all.

On that day, I was alone. Sitting at a park's bench, sulking silently. I think I got into an argument with one of my caretakers on that day...? I can't clearly remember it, but I think that's the main reason why I was initially so sad that day. I can't remember the main reason, though. Something about how I wanted to go out and live on my own, away from...some form of abuse I was facing back at home?

Home?

What was my home like?

I...I don't remember...

Eventually, this beautiful, gorgeous, absolutely handsome young man came up to me and comforted me. It felt embarrassing once I'm looking back at it. The first time I met the one man who would eventually be my life companion forever was the one time I was literally vulnerable back then. Damn, I definitely held in my emotions a lot back in the day.

Back in the day, as in so many centuries ago.

He asked me my name, I think. I don't remember my old name, but I told him that name. He then introduced himself—oh, Felys...it truly was and will always be a name that makes me happy whenever I hear someone say it. It's just- such a beautiful name for an equally beautiful man like him.

After that, we spent the day together. He treated me to this one restaurant that's just so fancy. I sort of forgot that he was pretty rich back then. I guess that's the perks of being in a rich family.

We hung out regularly ever since—y'know, just so that I can get away from that abusive household I was in, and so that I can at least shoot a shot at him. For fuck's sake, I was so head over heels for him even before becoming a God. It's funny.

Though, one day, around a year after we first met, he suddenly came to me, literally on the verge of tears. He just hugged me so tightly, that I felt like I was dreaming. After he calmed down, he told me his parents got into an accident, and they didn't exactly survived it either. I felt bad, I really did. By that point, he'll have to live alone. It's sad, to say the least.

Days after that, the incident involving Ms. Paradox happened. Around that time, I also got really horribly sick—but it wasn't like my caretakers really gave a shit about me and the other kids to begin with.

...Other kids?

Did I have siblings?

Gah...I don't remember either.

My sickness got really bad the following days, though. It was to the point where sometimes, I found myself struggling to breath. It was...definitely a horrifying experience.

Amidst the whole thing with Ms. Paradox, I ran away from home out of fear. I couldn't exactly stay strong any longer, though, so by the time Ms. Tsunagite already stopped Ms. Paradox's bullshit, I had already passed.

It's...a shame I went out like that, but hey, I got a second chance to life in some way, so it's fine, I guess.

But...during those final moments, besides wishing for a better life...

...

I...sort of wished I got to see Felys again for the last time.

Though, that wish got granted not too long after.

———

Resting his hands on the railing, Felys silently looks at the view below him.

It had been awhile since he last heard anything from [REDACTED]. The last thing he heard from him was that he was sick. After that? Nothing. Admittedly enough, Felys is worried about [REDACTED]'s well-being. Sometimes he finds himself thinking about [REDACTED], wondering how he is now.

Guess that was probably the last he heard of him.

With that last thought in mind, Felys' face grimaces. He doesn't like the possibility of [REDACTED] being dead, he really doesn't. But there's a high chance it's true, so what is he supposed to do about it?

First his parents, now [REDACTED].

Who else is he supposed to lose in his life?

Felys definitely feels like crying right now, but the tears just won't come out.

It just sort of hurts right now—

"Hey."

A voice suddenly calls, which made Felys jolt up in surprise. He quickly turns to look at the source of the voice, only to find a man with a halo hovering his head and a peculiar necklace, sitting on the railing beside him. He seems to be looking right back at him, a smile on his face. Oddly enough, he looks a lot like [REDACTED], but at the same time, Felys knows that isn't him.

"H-huh-?" Felys stammers, looking at the man beside him with wide eyes. "U-uh..." He really doesn't know what to say at this rate, only nervously waiting for the man to say something else. The man chuckles, before finally speaking up, "You looked lonely, so I thought I could fix that problem for you~"

He definitely has a personality that is drastically different from [REDACTED].

"O-oh...uh...thanks, I guess...?" Felys replies, before asking, "But...who are you, exactly?" The man thought about his answer for a bit, before grinning widely at the other man. "Hehe, why, I'm your God, of course!" That answer shocked Felys more than it should have.

"What...?!"

"Yeah! Your God—The One Who Transcends All! The one and only; Amazing Mightyyyy!!!!"

"E-eh?!?!?!?!?!"

It took a little bit to calm Felys down, but once he did calmed down, he could only nervously look up to the much more taller man standing before him right now. "Uh...so! You're really Amazing Mighty himself?" He asks, and Amazing Mighty crosses his arms pridefully. "Why yes~ The one and only!"

"Oh- oh shit- I didn't think that I'd meet a literal God—let alone The One Who Transcends All...!" Felys then quickly bows at Amazing Mighty, trying his best to showcase his respect. The God was taken aback by that, before chuckling. It's a little cute to see a citizen of his act like this. "Nah~ No need to bow! I'm all good as long as it's you."

Felys then rises up again, looking at Amazing Mighty with clear confusion in his eyes. "What?" Amazing Mighty smiles at him, both hands behind his back as he takes at least one step closer towards the human. "I'm fine. Thank you for your respect, though~ Mind if I accompany you here? I don't want a beloved citizen of mine to be lonely."

"...Sure. Why not? Thank you, sir."

"Ah...don't call me by honorifics! Be as casual with me as you'd like!"

"But you're-"

"No buts! I am your God, so you must obey my wantings!"

"Y-yes, Mighty!"

"That's much better~"

———

To think that I would actually meet him again...

It felt like a miracle.

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RE: MASTER 15 YURI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

stupid title but whatever

———

Pandora Paradox was alone on that day.

Until someone came up to her.

To have a normal human approach an almighty Goddess so casually like that...it slightly took Pandora by surprise.

"Hello!"

"...And who are you to come up to me like this?"

"Uh...well..."

"...?"

"Um...my name's Tsunagite!"

"...Why are you telling me to connect with you?"

"Wh- hey..."

That was one of the first times Pandora joked like that to a mortal. It's funny, really—she wasn't usually like this with anyone. But there was something so...captivating about Tsunagite that made her wanted to at least poke fun at her for the fun of it.

"Hah. Alright, I'll stop now. You know who I am by now, right?"

"Ah, why yes! You're The One Who Transcends All, Pandora Paradox!"

"Yeah. Exactly that."

Ever since that day, when she doesn't have any work to do back in the Realm of the Almighty, Pandora would sit on her usual spot in AngelMai Finale and wait for Tsunagite to come to her again. She would always come by, which is funny to the Goddess, honestly.

Days turn to months, and months turns to an entire year. By this point, Pandora had started to act...a little off. That was according to Tsunagite, at least.

"You've been acting off recently, y'know?"

"And why do you care so much?"

"Because...you're my friend."

Being called someone's friend in such a sincere way like that felt really odd to Pandora back then. It's strange how she felt that way when it's Tsunagite saying it, because she knew damn well that she had an entire group worth of "friends".

"...Right. I don't know. I don't wanna tell you."

"That's fine. You don't have to tell me everything. Sometimes you gotta vent a little, though. Do remember that."

Saying that, accompanied with a smile, Tsunagite could tell Pandora was in a sort of dilemma. She couldn't figure out what it was in time, though.

———

"Why are you doing this?!"

"Because this is for the best."

Pandora knew that this world she had created is imperfect.

So ending it in favor of bringing in a new era is her goal now.

But she couldn't do it right when Tsunagite was there, trying to stop her with all of her might.

Tsunagite's just some commoner—why would she even dare try to fight a literal Goddess?

...But then again, Tsunagite doesn't care about logic. Not back then, not now either.

The two girls fought, and ironically enough, the Goddess was the one to lose. Losing a battle to a human was one thing, but getting sealed away into a prison realm is another thing she deeply felt shame about.

Maybe her decision and plan wasn't the right one either.

Years turn to decades, decades turn to centuries, centuries turn to...probably more than that.

Pandora would have never thought she would see the girl who wanted to connect to other people's hearts again.

———

It's a rainy day in Rhymix—more specifically in both AngelMai Deluxe and Modelista. Both Pandora and Tsunagite are in neither of those places, however. The two are having some tea time whilst chatting about their day. For once, they finally feel at peace, knowing that the other is there for them.

"I recently got to hang out with Felys and Inverted World recently!"

"Felys? Wouldn't Mighty get jealous knowing that you of all people hung out with his husband?"

"Oh c'mon, Pandora! We both know that Felys only likes men."

"Pssh- I know that. But you know how Mighty is..."

"Haha. Maybe."

It's nice to finally be free from that prison realm, knowing that the one person who sealed you away to it was the one who let you out of that place. Pandora lets herself smile at Tsunagite as she rambled on and on about what she did in recent days.

For once, she feels less guilty of even existing.

And for once, she feels safe in the company of another person.

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Dance

y'know i'm only listening to fantasia sonata god dance recently because it got added into rotaeno. really good song, unexpectedly enough managed to get into my loop playlist for this year

anyways.......I Got Inspired.

———

Getting invited to such a grand party hosted by the Cantate family—the rulers of the Kalpastria Kingdom—is something that Chronomia wouldn't have expected to happen to her.

Maybe it's because she's a pretty famous watchmaker? Or maybe she's just somehow that special? Nonetheless, she accepted such an invitation eagerly.

And now here she is, in a rather spacious and grand ballroom within the royal castle, wearing her best suit. She looked around in awe, with Aleph simply standing behind her, laughing at how amazed she is to even be here.

And to be fair with her, he's amazed that he could be here too.

Chronomia looked around some more, before her eyes spot a familiar woman with white hair standing near a crowd of women in fancy gowns. It's none other than Destr0yer herself. The thing that made Chronomia a little taken aback, though, was that the former Goddess of Destruction was just wearing her usual attire.

The one she wears everyday? Yeah, that one.

"Ms. Destr0yer!" The watchmaker called towards the former Goddess, catching her attention. "Hm? Nomia? You're here too, huh?" Destr0yer asked, and Chronomia enthusiastically nodded. "Yeah! I got invited. I assume you too?" She asked back.

Destr0yer sighed. "Yeah. Frankly, I don't really wanna be here right now. Too much fancy shit; not really my style." She said, and to that, Chronomia chuckled. "Right." The two women then stood beside each other in silence, with Chronomia wondering where Aleph went when she ran off to see Destr0yer.

He's drinking somewhere with Nhelv, probably.

After a little bit, the two noticed that music is starting to play, and most of the guests are pairing up together—probably for a slow dance? "Oh, they're about to dance." Chronomia muttered, but it didn't really escaped Destr0yer's ears either. The former Goddess nodded. "Yeah. I'll just stand by and watch, I guess. I'm not that much of a dancer."

Chronomia turned her head to look at Destr0yer, an eyebrow raised. "Huh? Really, now? I wanted to dance, though." She said. Destr0yer glanced back at the other woman, a blank look on her face. "You can go find a dance partner yourself. I'll just stay here and watch." To that, Chronomia frowned. "But..." "...But?"

"...I wanted to dance with you."

"Wh- HUH?!" Destr0yer's reply was shouted out in a high volume, which led Chronomia to quickly cover her mouth with her hand. "Shh...you're going to attract attention to yourself. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?" She said in a low voice, and that somehow brought shivers down the former Goddess' spine.

"Mm-" Quickly, Destr0yer removes Chronomia's hand off of her mouth. "Shut up. If you really wanna dance, then fine! Let's pair up, I guess." She said, before quickly adding, "Just a heads up; I'm a shitty dancer." Chronomia giggled, before outstretching her hand towards Destr0yer in an offering manner. "Alright then."

"So...may I have this dance, m'lady?" Chronomia asked, looking at Destr0yer with hope in her eyes. Destr0yer stood in silence for a bit, seemingly hesitant in taking Chronomia's hand, but then sighed, a smile appearing on her face as she finally did just that.

"Yeah. Sure. Why not? Don't be so cheesy about this, though."

"Haha, don't worry, I won't."

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Introductory: Mantis

idk who would be next wjen it comes to this series just.watch alright

———

"...Target down."

Staring down at a dead body has become a normal occurence for Mantis. Splashes of pink bleeding out of the victim, and splashes of pink on himself; quite a normal thing for him at this rate.

At the very least, he should make an effort to clean himself up—even if these pink splatters are like some kind of joy and pride for him. He exits out of the alleyway, seeing that on this particular night, the streets of Modelista are especially empty. It's a good thing for the assassin. That way, he can dispose of the body and go back home to clean himself up more easier.

And all he needs to do tomorrow is to just get some cash from literally committing a murder.

Oh, how he loves that part.

Totally.

On certain days, he'd find himself scrolling through his phone's photo gallery, admiring images of a girl he used to know that he took long ago. Now that girl is no more, having become one of his many victims in the past.

One of his very first victims, in fact.

He loved that girl.

He loved the girl named Larva.

He loves the man named Pupa.

It has been like this for years.

He was promised that she would be reincarnated into a new life eventually. He just didn't know when that would happen.

But then he met Pupa, and it clicked that this man was the girl he loved so dearly back then.

Pupa is Larva.

Pupa was the girl Mantis has always been in love with.

Pupa was the Larva Mantis killed back then.

And now that Mantis is reunited with his dearest Larva—no, Pupa...

He won't let him go ever again.

That is his goal.

And he will fulfill it, no matter what the cost is.

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Pay Attention, Dumbass

idfk. based off of this drawing i made a lil bit ago.

———

Mantis simply sat on a chair, while Aleph was pacing back and forth infront of him.

Needless to say, Aleph had...suspicions regarding Mantis recently. With Mantis' sudden reappearance in his life, it's clear that he's planning something, right? Plus, for some goddamn reason, he's after Pupa? What?

But then again, maybe Aleph's just being way too serious about this. He knows what kind of person Mantis is, though. He had always known ever since high school. Ever since those tutor sessions.

Ever since that one time he...

"So are you going to say anything, Aleph?" Mantis' much-more-deeper-compared-to-back-then voice rang in the teacher's ears. Aleph groans at his question, before he finally stopped pacing around. "I am going to say something. I just...need to think of a way to actually put it into words." Aleph replied, practically glaring at Mantis.

Mantis simply smirks, before repositioning himself on his seat. "It's taking awhile." He says, and that short sentence managed to piss Aleph off. "Shut up, will you? I'm going to tell you the whole reason on why I called you here and why I hate your stupid ass." The teacher says, and the assassin simply shrugs, completely disinterested.

Aleph then went on an entire ramble on the topic he just said to Mantis earlier; why he called Mantis here and why he hates Mantis' "stupid ass". However, he was quick to notice how ignorant Mantis seemed.

And then it clicked.

It's just like back in high school...!

Aleph groaned, but Mantis didn't seem to catch onto it, completely zoned out at this rate. Aleph thinks to himself—does he really have to do the same thing he did during that one tutor session?

Is Mantis ignoring him on purpose just for this moment?

How ignorant! How annoying!

Sighing, Aleph then walks closer towards where Mantis is sitting at. He really didn't want to do this, but it might as well be the only thing that makes Mantis focus on him for awhile. Aleph leans closer towards the other man, which managed to catch Mantis' attention immediately, with the assassin glancing towards the teacher, completely unfazed.

Unfazed?

So this time he doesn't care what Aleph's going to do to him?

Hah...alright then. Guess Aleph will have to indulge in this.

Aleph lifts up Mantis' chin with his finger, making sure Mantis looks at him and him only. Mantis looks up at him with a blank expression on his face at first, before a smile slowly crept up on his face.

"...You weren't paying attention, Mantis."

"Hah...punish me then, Professor."

Aleph raised an eyebrow at that. "Hm? Punish you? In what way?" He asked, which made it almost seem like he's indulging in whatever twisted desire Mantis has right now. "...Any way you want." That is all there is to Mantis' answer.

And with that answer...

...

...

...

...

...

...

...

Aleph pinches Mantis' cheek.

"Agh- ow! What the fuck?!" Mantis shouts out, before being shushed by Aleph. "Shut your goddann mouth and pay attention to what I have to say now, will you...?!" He whisper-yells at the man with pink splatters all over him. Mantis groaned, before a small smile appeared on his face. "Fine, fine~ I'll pay close attention to you, Professor. Make sure I'm a goner if I don't."

"...Heh. Yeah. I definitely will."

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Rhymix: Side Story 1: The Dove and the Crow — Chapter 2: Prohibited

idfk ok

anyways bird yaoi on yaoi day. perfect occasion right~? :3

———

Driven with even more curiosity, Ringed Genesis decided to visit Trap Crow more regularly.

He would come into the Realm of the Almighty, find Momento (if he doesn't find him, he'll settle with finding Callima Karma instead), get escorted into the realm's prison, and then meet Trap Crow there.

A peculiar thing that Ringed Genesis noticed during his visits is that whenever he asks Trap Crow how he ended up in his cage to begin with, the crow never wants to answer. It's an odd detail that Ringed Genesis noticed, it's small yet it makes Ringed Genesis feel a bit uneasy.

Today is another one of those days where he visits Trap Crow. The moment he arrives at the Realm of the Almighty, he is immediately greeted by the sight of Amazing Mighty and Tsunagite talking to each other. Ever since Tsunagite managed to stop Pandora Paradox from doing her bullshit for a second time, she visits the Realm of the Almighty regularly just to see how Pandora is doing. It's...cute, to say the least, to have someone care so much for the former Goddess.

Ringed Genesis stood there for a bit, observing them from a far, before seeing Amazing Mighty glance at him, finally noticing the dove. "Genesis! Hey~" The God greeted, and Ringed Genesis simply nodded back at him as his greeting, walking towards him and Tsunagite. "What's your business here?" Amazing Mighty then asked. "Ah, well, I am just here to visit Trap Crow, per usual." Ringed Genesis replies, a smile on his face.

...However, Amazing Mighty frowns.

It's clear he's not happy about this.

"...Huh?" He forces out. Tsunagite glances down, and she immediately takes a few steps back from Amazing Mighty as soon as she saw his hands clench up into fists. "...Why? Can I not?" Ringed Genesis asks, an eyebrow raised. Amazing Mighty was silent for a bit, before heaving out a very exasperated sigh. "I don't want you seeing him."

That statement surprised both Ringed Genesis and Tsunagite in an instant. "Eh? Why won't you allow him to see Trap Crow? Did Crow do something wrong?" Tsunagite asked the God, who immediately groans upon hearing her question. "Yes! He did do something wrong! And because of that, I don't want the two of them meeting at all!" Amazing Mighty exclaimed in anger, before glancing over to Ringed Genesis.

"You can either stay in this faction of the realm, or leave and go back home." He then said, clear rage in his voice. Being presented with two choices like this doesn't feel right. All this time, Ringed Genesis has been making visits to Trap Crow's cage regularly without Amazing Mighty's knowledge, so this reaction caught the dove off-guard for a bit.

Trap Crow did something wrong? Surely. Why else would he be in his cage to begin with?

But to the point where not even Amazing Mighty wants him visiting the crow?

That's ridiculous to Ringed Genesis.

So that's why, he decided to rebel for once.

"Hmph. Well I can do whatever I want. You can't treat me like a child, sir. I am old enough to decide whether I want to visit someone while they are imprisoned within a faction of this realm or not." Ringed Genesis retorts, before quickly walking away from Amazing Mighty and Tsunagite. "And you can't stop me."

Ringed Genesis could hear Amazing Mighty call out his name from behind him, but no footsteps could be heard trailing behind. Doesn't seem like the God will actually stop him anytime soon...or maybe Tsunagite stopped him before he could follow the dove?

Ringed Genesis genuinely doesn't know at this rate.

———

"You came to visit me? Again?"

"Obviously. Why wouldn't I?"

Walking into the dark area where Trap Crow's cage should be, Ringed Genesis could see him already glaring at him intensely. It's like there is an immense hatred in Trap Crow's heart that's directed to the dove and the dove only. That isn't really Genesis' main concern as of now, though.

"Well it's just that- you don't have much use in visiting him other than to...ask me the same question over and over again." Trap Crow replies, a frown on his face as he grips a bar of his cage. Ringed Genesis simply gives the crow a small smile—one that made Trap Crow feel like he's surrounded by light.

Which is perfectly normal, because really, Ringed Genesis is the one who is blessed by the Light.

Meanwhile, Trap Crow is just a wretched being who is cursed by the Conflict.

Trap Crow doesn't smile back, instead grimacing. "Don't look at me like that..." He blurts out, and Ringed Genesis chuckles at that. It's cute.

Trap Crow is cute.

...

...

...

Wait.

What?

Ringed Genesis' eyes widens slightly at the realization of his thoughts, before quickly shaking them away. 'No, no. Stop that, Genesis. You've only known him for a few days.' He thought to himself. The dove quickly steals a glance towards the crow, who is clearly ignoring him, a sad look on his face.

'However...'

...

'...Why do I feel like I've known him for ages?'

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I Don't Know What To Title This And I Didn't Want To Come Up With A Cheesy Title Either But It's AlePupa

thingy i wrote to end off pride month with a bang 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥 damn it banged frfr

———

It should be the time of the day where Pamolia should go back home from school by now.

But here Pupa is, trying to find her in the mostly empty hallways of the school she goes to.

Maybe this is just Pupa being his stupid overprotective self, but even then he couldn't help but be worried. After all, it's not everyday Pamolia arrives home late. Looking around, Pupa could feel himself getting even more frustrated. He hasn't been to this school before. Even if he did, he's only been in the outside parts of it. He's never been inside before.

"...Maybe she's in her cla-"

"Pupa?"

"AGH-"

Turning around at the speed of light, all Pupa found behind him was that stupid idiot named Aleph-0. "Oh. Hey." Pupa greeted, though his voice doesn't hold any hint of malice or hostility in it. To that, Aleph smiled. "Hello. I wasn't expecting you around here. I'm betting you are looking for Pamolia, am I wrong?" He asked.

"Yeah. I also wasn't expecting you to still be here. It's not even school hours anymore, so why are you still here?" Pupa asked, raising an eyebrow at the math teacher. "Ah, I had some other things to take care of. There was a meeting that I had to attend. But it's over now." Aleph answered, looking to the side, before looking back at the other man.

"Pamolia volunteered to do some extra work today. In...the library, I think. I fear she isn't done yet, so you'll have to wait a little more longer. I apologize for that, Pupa." Aleph then continued, a frown present on his face now. Pupa's eyebrows raised at that revelation. "Oh, I see..." He uttered out.

"...Say, you can wait in my office. I...wouldn't mind some company while I clean things up before I leave for the day." Aleph then offered, and that caught Pupa's attention almost immediately. "Huh? Really? You wouldn't mind someone else just- chilling in your office?" He asked, and Aleph nodded. "Oh, yeah, alright- wait, I thought all of the teachers share one office together?" Pupa then asked again, and the tone of the question made the teacher chuckle.

"Yes, yes, I meant that. But you said it's a shared office, so I have the right to call it my office too." Aleph replied with pride, and that managed to make Pupa groan. "Ugh...you really do have such a high ego. I hate it."

———

When the two walked into the faculty office, there doesn't seem to be anyone left in there. "Huh? Damn, seems like everyone else left already." Pupa commented. Aleph furrowed his eyebrows a bit at that. "How are they so quick to leave?" He asked himself, before eventually turning his head to look at Pupa. "...Or maybe I spent way too much time talking to you back there?"

"Sounds like it." Pupa replied briefly, and Aleph could only sigh. "Whatever. Pupa, can you close the door real quick?" The math teacher asked, and to that favor, Pupa raised his eyebrow. "What? Why? There's no use in closing the door, y'know." "Eh...I just like it when the door is closed." Aleph simply answered, before grabbing his things and putting them in his bag.

Still filled with suspicion, Pupa closed the door. It didn't took Aleph long to pack his things either, so even then, closing the door felt useless. That's Pupa's opinion, at least. "Hm, done." Aleph announced to himself, though it didn't escape Pupa's ears either. "Yeah- see? This is why closing the door doesn't do shit. I closed the door maybe two minutes ago and you're already done." Pupa complained, and Aleph only sighed.

And then silence followed soon after.

Pupa didn't like this.

"....Hey. Professor Idiot."

"Don't call me that."

"Psh. You always don't like it when I call you that." Pupa teased, and to that, Aleph groaned. "Shut your mouth, Pupa. I'm already tired enough today, I wouldn't want you to make things worse for me." He tiredly said. "Damn. But if you're really that tired, then we should take our leave now—"

"Wait!"

Pupa turned around to walk to the door, only to be stopped by Aleph grabbing his wrist and yanking him backwards. "Ah- woah-" Pupa ended up managing to keep his balance, and he knew what he needed to do next. "Aleph, what the hell?! I originally came here to find Pamolia, and then you dragged me into waiting here with you, and now you're not even gonna let me-"

Immediately, Aleph covered Pupa's mouth with his hand. "Mm—!" "Shh. I'm sorry, Pupa. But I need you to stay for a bit longer. I have something to tell you." Aleph whispered, but it's still audible enough for the blue haired man to hear. The teacher then pried his own hand off of Pupa's mouth, and the first thing to come out of the butterfly's mouth was a sigh.

"Alright, fine. What is it? Make it quick." Pupa asked, basically surrenduring to Aleph as he stood in place, (im)patiently waiting for Aleph to say what he needs to say. "Well...for starters, initially I didn't like you that much." Aleph nervously started, and with a nod from Pupa, he knew he should continue.

"Uh, but then we...sort of grew closer over time, right?" Another nod from Pupa confirms that, this time accompanied with a small smile. Aleph then continued. "Yeah, I noticed how drawn I am to you, and then I sort of...started liking a lot of aspects of you. I even started picking up on more minor things about you. It's...really stupid, but I just simply can't help myself. You're...an interesting person to me, Pupa."

"And that's why—"

"I love you too."

To that, Aleph perked up, a bit wide eyed as he stares at Pupa in confusion. "Wha-" "I said I love you too, you idiot." Pupa said, his face growing more red each passing second. Aleph was...stunned, to say the least. "I...I didn't even got to the part where I actually said it yet..." He said, scratching the back of his head as he averts his gaze from Pupa. Well that's one way to let a confession play out. This isn't how he planned things to go either.

"It was noticeable enough. I quickly noticed it was a cheesy love confession because you kept saying stuff about how we got closer and you noticing minor things about me. I knew where it was heading, so..." Pupa explained, before trailing off nervously.

To that, Aleph smiled. "So...are you really genuine with your response?" He asked, and Pupa sighed, but it isn't the tired or sad kind of sigh, it was more of a fond sigh. "Yeah, yeah. I'm genuine. Why else would I notice and cut you off during your long ass confession?" He replied, and Aleph laughed with glee. "Haha! That's..."

Suddenly, the door opened, revealing what appears to be the school's janitor. "I heard voices in here. Look, if you two are gonna have a romantic moment, at least do it elsewhere." The janitor spoke, and to that, the two men immediately felt embarressed.

———

"Pupa! You're back!"

"Hmm...yeah..."

"Where have you been?"

"I was...looking for you."

"I...didn't see you in school grounds, though."

"..."

"....Pupa? Hello? Are you- hey, wait! Are you seriously going to ignore what I just said?!"

"Pupa? Pupa!!!!!!!!!!"

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Idk. Colorless bday.

Wrote a thing lol.

———

Today is February 9th, which marks the birthday of a certain artist.

Colorless had posted a little drawing he made specifically for the occasion on his social media accounts, and he had gotten a few gifts from others as well—including one from his best friend Technicolour. He had also gotten some wishes from his allies who he had met during the time where the world had lost its color, so that's nice.

So much of these he had expected to get today...

...But not this.

Convergence came to visit him today. For whatever reason, he was carrying a canvas—whatever is drawn on it, Colorless couldn't tell either. He did get curious, though, so...

"Uh...Vergence, what's on that canvas?"

"Oh. Uh..."

Convergence's face grows red in an instant, and to that, Colorless raises an eyebrow. "...Wait. Did you...make something for me?" He then asks upon a certain realization. Convergence remains silent, before finally showing the contents of the painting to the artist. After seeing it, Colorless' eyes widen.

It's a pretty abstract painting—it looks really chaotic, in fact. It's messy and all over the place, with the constant use of monochromatic colors and cyan. However, the moment Colorless could make out a figure amidst this chaos, his shock grows.

That's him.

Amidst the chaos and nonsense of this painting...

...Is none other than Colorless himself.

"Ah- you- you seriously made this???" He asks, taking his eyes away from the painting so that he can look at Convergence. Convergence himself looks away instead, feeling embarrassment wash over him. After a few seconds of silence, he responds; "...Uh, yeah. I knew it would be your birthday today, so I tried to see what I can make. I...don't really have any experience, so—"

"THIS IS LITERALLY SO FUCKING COOL WHAT THE FUCK."

"I- huh???"

Colorless looks at the painting again, but this time, instead of shock, it was with the feeling of awe instead. "YOU ACTUALLY MADE THIS??????? WITH NO EXPERIENCE????????? DUDE." He asks in disbelief, before laughing, setting the painting aside and hugging Convergence tightly. "Thank you so much...! This is literally the coolest thing I've seen all day!"

Convergence remains frozen in place, before finally settling in Colorless' embrace, and hugs him back. "Yeah. You're welcome. Happy birthday." He says, and to that, Colorless giggles. "Hehe! You're literally the best."

"Ah...don't say that. This isn't even that good—"

"LITERAL NONSENSE."

"........................okay."

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Okay here's an actually New Year's related VanSun thing

Still not midnight for me yet. Lolz.

———

"It's gonna be 12 AM soon."

"Damn! Time passes by so quickly~"

Hearing that, World Vanquisher chuckles. "Yeah. It sure does." He then stares up to the sky. In a few minutes, midnight will strike, which means a grand fireworks show will play out soon. Vanquisher purposefully dragged Third Sun out to a spot in Chunipolis just to watch it. It's one of those rare occasions where Vanquisher's the one to drag Sun out to somewhere rather than Sun being the one to do so with Vanquisher.

World Vanquisher then looks towards Third Sun. "You feeling cold?" He asks, grabbing the sun's attention instantly. "O-oh- maybe. Hehe." That was Third Sun's response. To that, Vanquisher sighs. "Guess all of that stuff I made you wear wasn't enough, apparently. No matter." He then checks the time. "Ah. Just two more minutes."

"...Hey. Can you do me a favor?" Third Sun asks, and in a rather uncharacteristically nervous tone in voice too. World Vanquisher raises an eyebrow at that. "Hm? What's up?" He asks back. Third Sun inhales a sharp breath, before finally speaking again. "Once midnight hits, do you mind if we...uh..."

"If we...?"

"If we kiss?"

Hearing that, Vanquisher's face immediately turns red. "H-huh-?" He lets out in shock. He wasn't really expecting that...for whatever reason. Third Sun heaves out a shaky sigh. He seems way more anxious about this than he should be. "U-uh...yeah..."

...

...

...

Silence after that.

The two Gods stood before each other, trying to think of what to say.

It's only down to a few more seconds before midnight strikes.

10.

"...Sun, I..."

9.

"Huh...?"

8.

World Vanquisher slowly moves forward, catching Third Sun off-guard.

7.

"You..."

6.

"...?"

5.

"You didn't even need to ask, y'know?

4.

"Wh-

3.

"What-"

2.

"What are you even talking about—"

1.

Their lips touch, and in an instant, the clock strikes midnight.

Marking the arrival of a new year.

It lasted quite long—Third Sun felt like he was going to die.

After what felt like eternity, the two finally pull away from each other.

"...What the fuck."

"Heh. You were asking for it, so why not?"

"Well- I mean- yeah! I wasn't expecting you to actually—"

And another one.

"VAN!"

"Haha!"

Third Sun pouts, before finally, he smiles. "Heh. You've changed, y'know? Back then, you wouldn't be this forward with me." He comments, and that manages to catch World Vanquisher's attention. "Hm? Really? Damn, never knew." That response prompts a laugh out of Third Sun, who then pulls the blonde into a tight hug.

"Happy new year, Van~"

"Yeah. Happy new year, you dumb idiot. Let's just hope this year you'll get less annoying."

"Wh- HEY!"

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Funni ahh idea (blame the server lol)

Sun goes into the mortal world (for whatever reason), gets cornered by thugs but he can't use his powers in a crowded area or else it'll be too damaging, then WV comes in, almost out of nowhere (he basically drops down from the sky ig) and then solos all the thugs

Don't @ me, y'all lead me to this idea

yeah alright sure

———

Third Sun thought that maybe visiting the living world would be a great idea.

Well, he thought wrong.

"You're not going anywhere until you tell us how to ascend to Godhood!"

"It's not like I'll even tell you to begin with! Even I don't know!"

"Shut the hell up! We know your past! Now tell us, how do you ascend to Godhood?!"

Third Sun could tell these group of absolute madmen only want power, and would go as far as to hurt him just for it. The fact that they know a past that he had long forgotten by now concerns him too. Third Sun doesn't dwell any further—he summons a fire ball and charges right at the group of thugs.

But even if he successfully took them down, they'll always end up trying to get back up to strike again. Third Sun feels tempted to up his game and fight more, but he knows that if he even tries to fight back even more, then he'll end up causing way more damage than he had hoped for.

Now feeling powerless, Third Sun pants and doubles down in exhaustion. The group of thugs surrounds him, about ready to deal with the final blow that'll take him down for good. "If you're really not gonna tell us your precious secret, then we'll just ask someone else." One of them said, before another one pipes up, "Not before we take you down first! Hehehe!"

"Agh- no, no...I...I don't think that's necessary...!"

"Well you weren't going to tell us no matter how much we pester you, anyways. Hey, let's get him!"

"Let's!"

"No...no-"

"I'm not letting you people FUCKING HURT HIM!"

In an instant, someone appears infront of the sun, before quickly striking towards the group with elegance. Third Sun watches him amidst his feeling of exhaustion and the chaos going on around him. He could hear some screams of pain from the thugs, and some other rapid footsteps from further way, probably indicating that some of them ran off out of fear.

Eventually, after much time has passed, all of them are down, leaving out some of the others who ran away from the scene. "Never do that ever again." World Vanquisher whispers to one of them in a low voice, sending shivers down the thug's spine. "Y-yes, sir! Sorry, sir!" He then leaves them alone, before turning his attention towards Third Sun.

"Hey, you good?"

"...Uh...yeah! A little exhausted- they were- literally gonna fucking kill me- ah..."

Hearing that, Vanquisher frowns. "Calm yourself down a little bit. You're alright now, don't worry about it. I got you covered." He says reassuringly, before quickly adding, "I should probably tell Abyssgazer to send these guys over to the Realm of the Almighty later."

He quickly approaches Third Sun, before finally, crouching down to his level. "Uh...thanks." Third Sun says, a weak smile on his face as he could feel World Vanquisher's hands on his shoulders, rubbing them in an (awkward) attempt to calm him down. "Yeah, no problem. After all, if they end up actually getting rid of you, then who the hell is gonna annoy me everyday?"

Hearing that made Third Sun feel like he's tearing up. He wouldn't have thought that his presence impacted World Vanquisher so much to the point where if he's gone, Vanquisher would feel like something's missing. He feels...a little more wanted now, if anything.

"...Heh. You're right. I didn't think you'd miss me that much if I was gone~"

"Oh shut up. I'm only saying that because it'd feel wrong without you in general. What about Ad Astra and Moonlight??"

"Haha, yeah, yeah~ Sorry, Van~"