[mello is one hundred percent certain that for as long as he lives (again), he’ll never be able to forget what beyond sounds like, the way he moves, the way he makes mello feel like he’s as transparent as glass with a single glance. but that would be dangerous information to reveal to the other man, even if mello is pleased by the claim that beyond finds his voice unforgettable. it’s probably a lie, he knows this, but it’s an exceptionally sweet one.]
It sounds like this game is mere escapist fantasy. What are the conditions necessary to win?
[we get to pick our lives. for people like them, trained from childhood for a single purpose, it might sound like a victory, but for mello, it’s not. all he’s ever known is the life laid out for him at the orphanage; all he’s ever wanted was to be the best. now that he’s dead and a failure, he sees nothing but solid walls in front of him. who does he want to be? he doesn’t know.]
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It sounds like this game is mere escapist fantasy. What are the conditions necessary to win?
[we get to pick our lives. for people like them, trained from childhood for a single purpose, it might sound like a victory, but for mello, it’s not. all he’s ever known is the life laid out for him at the orphanage; all he’s ever wanted was to be the best. now that he’s dead and a failure, he sees nothing but solid walls in front of him. who does he want to be? he doesn’t know.]