http://rosenoblivion.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] rosenoblivion.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] kingdomdressing2008-05-18 04:37 pm
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[leaning against a wall is another Marluxia. one who's obviously post-death, if the petals and wisps of darkness rising from him are any indication. those gradually begin to fade as time passes, his form becoming more solid]

...

Such strength in someone so seemingly insignificant. Were it not for Axel's treachery, I could have -

[his eyes begin to take in his surroundings. this is definitely not that realm of nothingness so feared by every Nobody from Creepers to Xemnas]

One oblivion traded for another, I see...

[identity profile] fleurdemort.livejournal.com 2008-05-19 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
My heart? It was nearly useless to begin with and it is now.

Not having one wasn't any different from before because I hardly feel emotions. Mother, the Grim Reaper, used my heart as an excuse to let me off easy; she said I fell in love with that girl and that was the reason I revived her -- a crime. Giving up my heart and going into exile was then an equal price.

Really, it's just as Oblivion: I was bored. I hate being bored. I had existed for a thousand years unable to die and doing my job with little to no change. I needed something to happen or my mind would rot away with the rest of the elder gods.