Asako Minegishi (
sawthelockdown) wrote2018-08-27 01:06 pm
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[thingy???] grant me wings
”May the world and especially every human you love forget that you ever existed!”
Those were the last words of the final enemy Asako defeated on her campaign, and from the looks of it, they were true. The people she once knew acted like she was a stranger when she bumped into them, “accidentally”, on the streets just to see what happened. A quick, invisible check on her parents’ home— Well. She didn’t have parents anymore, it seemed. They didn’t have a daughter, though they had happily taken in their nephew when his parents had died. A nephew who had been raised without a little cousin following him around like a lost duckling.
She did not visit a certain person once, because it would hurt too much. The part of her that was perfectly suited to being a demon whispered but this is your chance, but it was easy to ignore. There were no guarantees in life, after all. Besides, she’d already confessed her feelings when on the verge of leaving for the demon world for real— and outright asked that person to forget what they’d heard.
Still, just being a passive observer bored her. The world would not acknowledge her existence again— but surely she could make something that it would acknowledge? A small thing, a simple thing. A foothold...
An urban legend. Yes, that could be easily done.
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Akame: omg guys there’s a ghost on the yamanote line in tokyo
Akame: like where that lockdown was a year ago! maybe she died from the gas?
Akame: anyway i saw her last night at sunset, she’s a girl in this pretty kimono and a fox mask! she was twirling by herself in a corner so i went to see what was up, we were the only people there lol
Akame: but when i said hi, she bowed
Akame: and disappeared! like right in front of me!
Akame: have u seen this ghost?
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Yes. That would surely do.
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... It just happens to be a large mass of shadows in a vaguely humanoid shape, at least to the eyes of someone who isn't a normal human.
"... Hello there."
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“Ah, hello,” she replies, her voice a bit scratchy from disuse.
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At least she has all the free time in the world to obtain more education, now.
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That would be why the curse wasn’t screwing with this stranger at all— only humans were affected.
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“... Are you actually a planet?!”
She wasn’t sure whether to be awed or squeaking over how cool this was.
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“... Earth is still pissed about the outbreak, aren’t they.”
When you realize how screwed you truly are...
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“Thank you... I mean, thanks, Earth, and thanks for delivering that news. I’ll do my best to be a good ruler and not let the demons cause too much trouble...”
A thought occurred to her and she looked back up at Pluto’s manifestation, uncertain.
“Earth...isn’t going after the mastermind, right? Because he probably doesn’t remember it anymore, so it’s kind of pointless...”
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...ah, Pluto probably needed an explanation.
“Because that person was — the person I care the most for. Though he’s probably very different now.” With a tired smile, she added, “I was effectively erased from human memory a while ago. To them, the demon outbreak is just a gas leak now.”
Does that mean it was in vain? No. But it would’ve been nice to have a happier ending than this.
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Blunt and simple.
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“Ha, I wish! But no. Besides, like I said, he doesn’t remember that I even existed.”
Her expression shifts to something sadder.
“I think you ought to consider yourself lucky that you can’t feel this pain.”
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“... I’m sorry. You do know what it’s like, it’s just — different. Perceptions and all.”
And she really does sound genuinely sad that Pluto knows what this is like. It friggin hurts.
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It folds itself down so that it's 'sitting' next to her and not just towering over her.
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Humans are pretty quick to take offense sometimes, after all. And on that note, boy is she grateful she no longer has to give herself a crick in the neck to address the living planet. Much obliged, stranger.
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It looks her over. "Or... former humans, at any rate."