. Was That Progress ? Was That A Good Thing Or A Bad Thing ? Nobody Really ASKED Him About Those Experiences

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘. Was that progress ? Was that a good thing or a bad thing ? Nobody really ASKED him about those experiences or how he felt aside from Father. Aside from Father, only BROTHER knew about that pain. He wasn't really certain if he SHOULD answer the questionsㅤ—ㅤbut he didn't think he had a CHOICE in the matter either.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤW - Well, after my MOTHER died, I was taken to this weird place. It was all white and full of creepy people and they were supposed to be nice to meㅤ—ㅤbut they wound up hurting me a lot ! It was where I met BROTHERㅤ—ㅤand he said when I came, they had already hurt a lot of kids and that we were the only ones left . . .ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤJust telling that story already had him visibly shaking even MORE. Surely, this place was exactly the SAME ! Even the rooms were pretty SIMILAR ! As far as he knew, it was only a matter of TIME before he was hurt again.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤSo can I LEAVE now ? ! I can take care of myself !ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise

 Kunikida froze in concern and confusion when he heard what the boy said. “What?”

Children usually did not react this badly when they hear hospital or orphanage unless they had a negative experience. He could understand why the boy could react negatively to the word, orphanage. Even though orphanages are supposed to be a place that cares for children, some orphanages abused their orphans. Atsushi was a good example of that.

But a hospital… Was he scared of needles? But still… a fear of needles should not have this strong of a reaction. He couldn’t help but think back to Yumeno. Yumeno also did not like doctors due to their experiences. Just the thought of an orphanage or doctors abusing a child infuriated him. Children were meant to be protected and mentored, not abused.

“Calm down. I promise you that nobody is going to hurt you.”

If there were adults who mistreated the boy’s trust, gaining his trust would be hard.

“Can you please explain what you mean by earlier? What did the hospital and doctors do to hurt you before?”

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 to expect the Nameless to be only have a singular weapon on hand. After all, with a job as EXCITING and just a tiny bit DANGEROUS as trailblazing, the Nameless should ALWAYS be prepared. He wasn't certain what to expectㅤ—ㅤbut it certainly wasn't a GIANT FLAMING LANCE. Those lavender orbs of his were marveling at the historical weapon; both impressed by its might and wondering how the rest of the train hadn't caught fire the moment it had been drawn.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWOAHㅤ—ㅤyeah, that is pretty cool ! I don't think I've ever seen anything like a flaming lance on Penacony !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe child was smiling already; still clearly excited about all of the grand adventures that awaited the Namelessㅤ—ㅤbut he couldn't help but BEAM with delight at the newfound title. ' GALATIC BASEBALLER JUNIOR 'ㅤ—ㅤit had a really nice ring to it; perfect for any newfound Trailblazer !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'll do my best as the Galactic Baseballer Junior, Mister Akio ! I'll make you AND the rest of the Nameless proud !ㅤ❜

His hands on his hips, Akio nodded proudly, like an older brother who just taught his younger sibling how to stand up for himself. And in a way, it was, and Akio liked to see it that way.

"Fear not, the Galactic Baseballer - that is me - has more than one trick up his sleeve!" Two weapons on hand was always better than one. He reaches out an arm, and a bright orange lance appears in his hand. Underestimating the weight- or overestimating his own strength for just a moment, the lance nearly tips him over, and as the weapon hits the floor of the train carriage, it makes a considerable THUNK sound. Luckily, the surface only barely scratches.

"This here, is the War-Flaming Lance of former Supreme Guardian Alisa Rand! Pretty cool, right?" He was pretty proud of wielding such a weapon, even if his go-to was the baseball bat. The lance emanates heat akin to a lit furnace, so Akio decides to put it away shortly after.

"So, until we get you something, you can use that, no problem! Maybe we can find another super-powered baseball bat you can whack monsters with! You can be... the Galactic Baseballer Junior."

꒰ྀི ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs asked: this is the worst it’s been. that feeling in the pit of my stomach. - Relia / Misha

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( random sentence prompts ━ from various tv shows, part 6. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. The girl just lookedㅤ—ㅤexhausted; like she desperately needed some rest. People weren't supposed to be tired in the Planet of Festivities; they were supposed to be HAPPY and making the BEST out of what the Sweet Dream had to offer. Somehow though, he had the sinking feeling that the source of the girl's fatigue was NOT an unsatisfactory experience in the Dreamscape but something much more sinister.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI - is there anything I can do to HELP YOU, Miss ? I can get you some Soulglad if that'll help settle your stomach ! Y - you don't need to worry about the bill either ! ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤTechnically, covering guests' bills wasn't part of his job or else he'd HAVE no paycheck. Still, he couldn't shake that sickening feeling that something was TERRIBLY WRONG with this girl and he had to do whatever he could to help. Somehow, he knew that Grandpa would have done the VERY SAME.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑮𝒆𝒆𝒛, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 than he expected. It certainly gave him a lot to think about. Part of him wondered if he would be considered weak. PROBABLY SOㅤ—ㅤbut he wouldn't have been able to just let someone be fall into danger either.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBut what we he thinking ? He still had to LEAD this man to the venue.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤProbably ! Aside from the Galaxy Rangers, I've heard that a KNIGHT with a giant lance joined the competition too ! I believe the NAMELESS will be there as well ! Would you consider any of them worthy opponents for you ?ㅤ❜

"Some people stay weak and protect the weak too. They'll die but they got courage." It was blunt in assesment but weak people stay weak, or get stronger. Thats how gods are made after all, or sometimes you are blessed with power more then you can comprehend.

"Do you think they use guns or swords? Or maybe a giant laser? It sounds fun what counts as weapon these days."

How dare this game make me ACTUALLY PLAY IT.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒅 ?

you sacrifice yourself

what drives you is the fact that you feel beholden to others. you protect them, at the cost of your own safety. maybe it's one specific person you're weak for, maybe it's anybody and everybody -- you jump in front of that sword, that bullet, that cracking whip because you would rather be the one to hurt. you think that pain is most beautiful when misdirected. you believe that this makes you strong, a hero. danger doesn't faze you anymore. you learned not to fear fire or drowning; you don't love them, but sometimes you think you love the call of death. you were waiting for a reason to meet it, really.

pyrrhic victory

is this even a happy ending? you don't, technically, lose. but what did you have to sacrifice? how many people are no longer standing at your side by the end? how can you move on, knowing that all of your effort was mostly in vain? did your actions even matter? perhaps it would have been better to do nothing at all. perhaps you would have hurt less. you will not be protected by your legacy. you will not be honored by future generations. and before you even get to leave behind a name so hollow, you must live, and die, and try to understand why you were placed at the center of so much war.

you help the enemy win

you truly think that you are doing what's right, up until the very end. the path you chose set you apart from your friends, your loved ones, your place in society, but you insisted that you were only protecting the things and people you care about. you were tricked. or, at the very least, you were manipulated. it is partly your fault for being naive, but obviously you will not be forgiving yourself for that again. perhaps if you had been given the whole truth, you would have acted differently, and the blood of your friends would not be on your hands. but time is a hard rule in tragedies. you get one chance. this was yours.

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