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hoperaypegasus · 7 months

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I got bored and gave all the characters I could remember new future jobs because Hikaru deserved to be director.

Lera Volkov

Lera works as an astronaut and scientist, as well as a guest lecturer at the space program she used to attend.

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Aleksei Belsky

Alexsei works as an astronaut and scientist, as well as a guest lecturer at the space program he used to attend.

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Nowaguma Petrov

Nowaguma works as an astronaut and scientist, as well as a guest lecturer at the space program he used to attend.

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Hikaru Hasama

Hikaru works as the director of the Japanese WBBA branch and is the youngest director ever appointed in WBBA history.

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Gingka Hagane

Gingka took on his full responsiblity as Pegasus Guardian in Koma (I had to explain the matching outfit with Ryo somehow so I decided to make it a job to protect the village with one of the famous pegasus beys kept there).

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Madoka Amano

Madoka became owner of B-Pit and also works full time bey mechanic, and is the only mechanic in the world allowed to work on the legendary beys.

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Yuki Mizusawa

Yuki continued his work as astronomer and scientist.

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Motti Raja-Wan

Motti trained under Blader DJ and eventually became WBBA head DJ of Malaysia.

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Kyoya Tategami

Kyoya opened up a beyblade school in Savannah with is former teammates where he is the headmaster and a teacher, and continued some light zoologist work on the side.

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Nile Appiah

Nile became a teacher at East Savannah Beyblade Academy which he opened with his former teammates while continuing his work in the field as an egyptologist.

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Demure Diaw

Demure became a teacher at East Savannah Beyblade Academy which he opened with his former teammates while continuing his work as environmental scientist/activist.

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Benkei Hanawa

Benkei opened his own burger chain owner and continued to work at all the locations in roatation as a chef, as well as working as a teacher at East Savannah Beyblade Academy which he opened with his former teammates.

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Kenta Yumiya

Kenta became a blader for hire that primarily works for the WBBA and assists special investigators on missions a lot.

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Chris Davis

Chris continued working as blader for hire full time.

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Tsubasa Otori

Tsubasa continued to work as a special investigator for the WBBA, but eventually took on a permanent field partner for missions.

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Yu Tendo

Yu, having essentially learned everything from watching Tsubasa for years, quickly got the job of a special investigator for the WBBA and became Tsubasa's permanent field partner for missions, though he did do a few brief modeling stints as well.

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Jack Polk

Jack continued on as an artist, but eventually took on the role of coaching performers as well.

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King Ramírez

King becomes a beyblade coach at Dungeon Gym and outreach officer for beyblade through the WBBA.

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Masamune Kadoya

Masamune also became a beyblade coach at Dungeon Gym and outreach officer for beyblade through the WBBA.

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Sophie Macron

Sophie went on to be an anthropologist and archeologist specializing in the Ancient Mediterranean and is a popular guest lecturer at universities and museums globally.

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Julian Konzern

Julian took his father's role of Konzern Enterprises CEO and switched it's main focus to be on the production of clean energy.

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Nero Konzern

Nero left his family business and became a traveling beyblade coach.

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Wales Chambers

Wales also left his family's business and became a beyblade fashion designer instead.

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Klaus Müller

Klaus became a personal trainer in both bodybuilding and beyblade.

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Dashan Wang

Dashan continued to teach at Beylin Temple and was eventually promoted to the role of headmaster as well.

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Mei-Mei Jiang

Mei Mei continued to teach at Beylin Temple and was eventually promoted to the role of head financial officer as well.

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Chao-Xin Zhao

Chao Xin continued to teach at Beylin Temple and was eventually promoted to the role of head public relations officer as well, though he did do a few brief modeling stints as well.

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Chi-Yun Li

Chi Yun continued to teach at Beylin Temple and was eventually promoted to the role of assistant headmaster as well.

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Bao Goū

Bao continues his role as the leader of Beylin Fist, eventually turning it into an actual school and assuming the roles of headmaster and teacher.

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Aguma Cui

Aguma continues his role supporting Bao with Beylin Fist, eventually earning the roles of assistant headmaster and teacher when it formally becomes a school

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Toby Johnston

Toby trained under Coach Steel and eventually took on the role of head beyblade coach at Dungeon Gym from him and public relations officer role as well.

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Zeo Abyss

Zeo also trained under Coach Steel and eventually took on the role of assistant head beyblade coach at Dungeon Gym and continued to work as a volunteer paramedic as well.

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Kakeru Tategami

Kakeru decided to work at his brother's school and took on the roles of assistant headmaster and teacher at East Savannah Beyblade Academy while also occassionaly making custom beys.

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Sora Akatsuki

Sora also takes on a job as a teacher at East Savannah Beyblade Academy and continues to be a member of Koma’s Guard (it's a hidden village, they have guards).

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Ryuto

Ryuto, after getting into a fair bit of trouble for treasure hunting, becomes a teacher at East Savannah Beyblade Academy as well as a beyblade historian, though he does still treasure hunt from time to time.

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Dynamis

Dynamis continues his role as a Legendary Blader Guardian.

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Tithi

Tithi finishes up his training under Dynamis and also continues his role as a Legendary Blader Guardian.

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Teru Saotome

Teru opens his own studio for both dancers and beyblade performers where he works as the head teacher and coach.

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Damian Hart

Damian goes on to become an epidemiologist and works for the CDC, as well as becoming a medical doctor, though he rarely takes patients.

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Tetsuya Watargani

Tetsuya becomes a junior carcinologist at an aquarium, and does a fair bit of field research.

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Tobio Ooike

Tobio goes on to be a private pilot as well as a blader for hire in his free time.

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Ryuutaro Fukmai

Ryuutaro opens up his own fortune telling and meditation studio.

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Selen Garcia

Selen goes on to become the head outreach officer for WBBA Brazil branch.

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Argo Garcia

Argo opens up his own boxing gym where he is the head coach.

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Ian Garcia

Ian becomes a freelance cyber security expert that does a lot of work with both the WBBA and private organizations.

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Enzo Garcia

Enzo goes on to medical school where he became an ER nurse at the largest hospital in Brazil, eventually becoming the head nurse on staff.

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Gasur Al-Shehhi

Gasur becomes an architect specializing in biomimicry architecture.

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Karte Hanafi

Karte stays in the beyblade field and goes on to be a beyblade coach with the WBBA as well as an WBBA outreach officer.

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Zidane Nair-Saeed

Zidane goes on to become a pediatrician and does a lot of volunteer and free medical services in areas that need it.

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Sala Kekoa

Sala eventually goes on to be an beyblade historian and coach, becoming one of the most respected beyblade historians in the field.

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Hyoma Ueda

Hyoma maintains his job as Koma's Village Guide (in charge of the path in an out of Koma) as well as becoming Koma's Head Guard.

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Dan Sodo

Dan goes on to be an estate planning paralegal at a pretty major law firm.

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Reiki Sodo

Reiki also goes on to be an estate planning paralegal at the same pretty major law firm.

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Kumasuke Kumade

Kumasuke opened up a burger restaurant (that was a complete rip off of Bull Burgers) with his brothers to attempt to rival Benkei's but failed spectacularly.

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Kumata Kumade

Kumata opened up a burger restaurant (that was a complete rip off of Bull Burgers) with his brothers to attempt to rival Benkei's but failed spectacularly.

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Kumaji Kumade

Kumaji opened up a burger restaurant (that was a complete rip off of Bull Burgers) with his brothers to attempt to rival Benkei's but failed spectacularly.

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Osamu Hasegawa

Osamu goes on to become a beyblade outreach officer full time with the WBBA.

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Takashi Kikuchi

Takashi eventually decides to become a teacher at an elementary school in Metal City.

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Akira Ishii

Akira becomes a DJ through the WBBA and took Blader DJ's position as Japan's primary DJ when he eventually retired.

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Jigsaw Grimm

Jigsaw goes on to be a english and poetry professor at a well known university, as well as publishing several of his own horror short stories.

#mfb #beyblade metal saga #metal masters beyblade #beyblade metal fusion #im not listing all the characters #its literally all of them #well besides adults and villains #if you couldn't tell i have a theory on koma #its pretty chaotic but im a fan at least (says me the only one who knows it)#i gave characters last names #like majority of these are not canon #kyoya would be the teacher who deliberately messes up kids names #tsubasa and yu as a special investigator team... hear me out here tsubasa and yu as a special investigator team #i love all these ideas the same. i just used more words for some than others. i swear its not favoritism #also i love the idea of there being more beyblade schools. please let there be more beyblade schools #the women of beyblade are killing it as always. the boys are... here. you know. they exist.#but DIRECTOR HIKARU is actually PERFECTION and canon in my brain

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brutal-nemesis · 4 months

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YWDaC: Turns Out, Forever Is a Long Time

Ayo we have FINALLY arrived at the end of Castys's lil pirate misadventure I hope you have enjoyed all of the delicious lore

←Previous - Castys Masterlist

Ingredients: storm at sea activity, mentioned stabbing, suicide for "convenience" (it's not quite the usual level of he doesn't care but it's still not like bro wants to die yk), a little self harm (once again, out of practicality)

What Castys really wanted was to have something for breakfast, but responsibilities came first, so here he was, delivering a message that he could have ordered anyone else to relay, just so he could go back belowdecks and hopefully grab something on the way back, which made him wonder if he should have been given responsibilities in the first place, but oh well, he didn’t put himself in charge. Now, to get this done so he could eat. Castys knocked on the door in front of him, and upon hearing a noise that sounded like a word, he entered. Captain Izogie was sitting with her shirt partially off and her back to him, exposing the bold patterns of white fire ink curling around her dark shoulders. Alfyn was standing behind her with his hands on her bare back, clearly concentrating. It was a sight he’d seen before, but he always felt a little awkward stumbling upon it.

“Uh, sorry, didn’t realize it was woman magic day.”

Izogie laughed a little as she turned her head to look at him. “Is that what you lot call it?”

“Less of a mouthful than whatever Alfyn says.”

Alfyn just sighed. “Estrogen production stimulation?”

Castys nodded. “Doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue. Anyway, Captain, just thought I’d let you know the sunrise is red this morning, and given the clouds now, we’re all pretty sure it’s gonna storm. And yes,” Castys held up a hand, “preparations are already underway. Just wanted you to be aware.”

Alfyn, finished with Izogie’s treatment, stepped back. “In that case, I have a few things to secure in the med bay. If you’ll excuse me, Captain.”

Izogie nodded as she buttoned her shirt. “Thank you, Alfyn, you’re excused.” He gave Castys a smile as he left. “Thank you as well, Castys.” She gave him a thoughtful look as she pulled her coat on and stood up. “You know, when you first arrived, I wasn’t sure if you were going to last here, but here you are, my first mate, of all things. You’ve grown quite a bit.”

Castys rolled his eyes and smiled, leaning against the doorframe. “Well, yeah, a scared tied up kid rarely looks like he’s gonna amount to anything. And it took you a few years to get that mouth off of me,” he laughed.

“You say that like it’s gone completely,” Izogie said with a glint in her eye, coming up to stand in front of Castys. Despite more than a decade passing, she still towered over Castys, the passage of time only showing in the lines on her face and the gray streaking her hair. He hadn’t grown any taller, but he’d at least gained some muscle and quite a few scars, which was well within the realm of expectation for being a pirate. “Well then, let’s go help out, Castys. This isn’t our first storm, and we need to make sure it won’t be our last.”

“I’d prefer to go down to a sea monster, at least. And I can’t imagine anything short of a hurricane taking you, Captain.”

“I’d like to see one try.”

The storm that night certainly did.

The rain came down in sheets, driven to needlepoints by the harsh winds. It was more difficult than ever to hear the shouts of the crew as reports and orders were passed around, and Castys’s throat was raw from relaying directions to the men at the helm. He was glad for the storm sails, because even though they hadn’t had time to put all of them up, they were still making good progress through the crashing waves. At least, he hoped so.

The ship’s bow pierced through another wall of water, and it was all Castys could do to stay on his feet, holding tight to the rope tied around his waist. Shit, one of the men at the helm had collapsed, and there was no one else to take his place. Castys ran up, grabbing the wheel alongside the others as he continued to keep an eye on the angle of the bow and the oncoming waves. It was fine, he could keep this up even as his arms burned from the strain, the hairs that had escaped from his ponytail blowing in his eyes and sticking to his face, making it even harder to see, the ever-louder thunder overhead drowning out the sound of his own voice. Didn’t matter if things were only getting worse, they had to keep-

CRACK

Everything was too loud, or maybe too quiet, roaring and buzzing, he was pressed up against the soaking wood of the deck and there was a ball of dense, sharp agony buried in his chest, making it hard to breathe, he kept coughing, couldn’t stand, couldn’t see, the blackness was coming, fading in and out, and all of a sudden he was belowdecks, blood and rain puddling around him, hands on his chest, pulling up his shirt, the words muffled, his chin moved up, Alfyn’s eyes were gray and full of fear, he hadn’t seen that expression before, or maybe he had, and maybe he was going to die, here, because of the storm, because he couldn’t breathe, time was up, that was it, those thirty-four years were over and done he wasn’t getting that time back no more tries he was satisfied with that right he had to be he couldn’t have any regrets because he wasn’t supposed to but it would have been nice if…if…

Castys woke up to a vast expanse of yellowish-white, which was not the color he expected the afterlife to be. Upon further inspection, though, it turned out that it was just a sheet over his head. After tossing it off and sitting up, he was greeted by a shrill scream that should have come from a young girl but actually came from Alfyn.

“Chill, dude, you shouldn’t have put that over me if you’d healed me.” Castys narrowed his eyes a bit as he talked. Did his voice always sound like that? Maybe whatever injuries he’d had had damaged his hearing or something. He wasn’t in any pain now, though, so that was good.

“C-Castys you-you’re-how are you-” Alfyn ran over, nearly tackling Castys as he pulled up his tattered shirt to reveal a rather bloodstained but otherwise perfectly fine torso. Castys gave him a weird look, leaning away.

“Uh, you’re the one who fixed whatever it was, weren’t you?” He brushed his wet hair off of his face as he stared down at himself. Why the fuck did he grow his hair out, again? It was annoying as hell like this.

Alfyn shook his head in disbelief. “I didn’t heal you, Castys. You-you were…both of your lungs had collapsed and I-I couldn’t fix it but-” He looked Castys in the eye, frowning. “You…you look different. Younger.” He ran a hand over Castys’s ribs, and Castys was very glad that he was more than used to the medic touching his bare skin. “There’s no scar from what just-”

“Hey, what are you-” Castys yelped as Alfyn forced him to lean forward, pulling up his shirt even more to expose his back.

“You still had scars from your first day, didn’t you? When you were flogged?”

“Uh, I think so? I don’t really make it a hobby to look at my back, so you’d probably know better than me.”

Alfyn sighed, letting go of Castys and standing up. “Well, if they were there before, they’re gone now. You…” He looked around at the patients lying on the cots on the other side of the room. “Do you feel alright, Castys?”

“I think so? I’m not in any pain or anything, but…I dunno, does my voice sound weird to you?” There were a few other things that were bothering him, but he couldn’t really get a solid hold on what they were. He just felt different, his thoughts more scattered, his arms less muscular than he remembered, the persistent ache in his left knee from a battle wound a few years ago completely gone now.

Alfyn nodded slowly. “Now that you mention it, it does seem a little…off.” He frowned again. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on with you, Castys, but I have more urgent patients to attend to, and I’m going to ask you to stay put until we can get this sorted out.”

“But the s-”

“Fine then, I’m not asking, I’m ordering. Doctor’s orders supersede everything else, you know that. And the storm has almost passed. So stay. Put.”

Castys grumbled and crossed his arms, but he didn’t move to get up. He knew all too well that Alfyn wasn’t above restraining disobedient patients, and he’d rather avoid that today. Bored, he peeked at his chest again. It was very bloody, but there were no injuries anywhere, and poking his ribs didn’t hurt like a bitch, so they weren’t broken or anything. What was weird though was that he still had some scars, just not all of them. The twisted one on his tummy and the clean line over his heart were still there. He slapped a hand on his right cheek and tried very hard to smile, finding that, yup, he still couldn’t really do it on that side, so the remnant of the gash on his face was still there. But the one on his knee, on his arm, and apparently the ones on his back…gone. It didn’t make sense. Unless…

He put a hand over his heart. Every scar he still had now, he’d gotten before…before that day. The day he still didn’t want to believe had happened. Just as he was about to dig up that lovely little box of buried memories, Captain Izogie rushed in, worry etched in her face.

“Alfyn, is it true Castys is-” she laid eyes on Castys and the tension visibly drained from her body. “Oh thank Mydnar.” She walked over and crouched down in front of where he was seated on the floor, eyeing him suspiciously. “What…what did Alfyn do to you? You look like a kid again.”

“Not my fault!” Alfyn called from where he was working on someone’s fucked-up arm.

“Uh, yeah, I, um,” Castys laughed nervously. “It’s my fault. I think. But I’m okay! All the breathing is happening fine.”

Izogie shook her head. “You’re not making any sense. Laias said a broken piece of the mizzen top yard poked a hole through your chest.”

“It did,” Alfyn said, wiping his hands as he walked over. “Both of his lungs were punctured. I worked as quickly as I could after I pulled it out, but…” he swallowed. “Your pulse was gone, Castys.”

“But I…I’m fine. I’m…” He swallowed. Everything was so cold all of a sudden, that was the only reason he’d be shaking like this, right? Had to be. Unsure if he even wanted to know the answer to this question, Castys lifted his shirt, poking at the scar on his stomach. “Alfyn…what if a person was…was stabbed right here. And the knife was dragged and twisted a bit before being pulled out. And then it went,” his finger was over his heart now, “right here. Would that person…would they die?”

Alfyn looked at Castys in slight horror before slowly nodding. “Without medical attention, in a matter of minutes. Possibly less depending on how much the stomach wound had bled and how much damage had been done.”

Every worry line in Izogie’s face stood out more than ever before. “Castys, you-what are you saying? Are those scars-”

“I think so.” Castys dropped his shirt. “At least, from what I can remember. So maybe I…I already died. Before this. All this time I just thought I might be remembering things wrong, but if what Alfyn said about earlier is true, then…and it might explain why I’m…different.”

“So you think you’re some kind of…” the furrow in Alfyn’s brow deepened, “immortal?”

Immortal. The thought was sort of exciting, as ridiculous as it seemed, but it was also sort of terrifying. Why the fuck was he one, anyway, if it was true? He was just Castys, a random pirate with incurable amnesia about his childhood and hadn’t done anything special besides the whole…maybe this was some kind of fucked-up reward for finishing his mission? But then where had-fuck, okay, no more of that, his brain hurt too much. Why think about things when he could get some results?

“Hey, Captain, could you stab me or something? I wanna see what happens.”

Izogie, who was still clearly trying to process whatever the hell was going on, gave him a very concerned look. “No, Castys, what-even if you think you’ll-you’ll come back what if-”

“Well, I should have died twice now. So I feel like I’ve already gotten a second chance if I was going to be dead anyway.” He glanced over at Alfyn. “Could you-”

“I’m a fucking doctor, Castys. My hands aren’t-I can’t. No.” The other pirates cursed pretty much every other word, but coming from Alfyn, that word might as well have been a cannon blast. Seeing that neither of his friends were willing to stab him for science, Castys dropped the idea and let them examine him for a bit before finally getting cleared to go back to his quarters. The crew gave him odd looks as he passed by, just hammering it in even more that he was different somehow. Either that or they’d heard he fucking died and was now walking around perfectly healthy, which was also probably cause for concern.

Once he was alone, he pulled out his sword and looked at his reflection in the blade. From what he could tell in this shitty makeshift mirror, his face did look a lot more youthful than he remembered. The scruff on his chin and his longer hair did make him look a bit older than the age he supposed his body was now, but the beard was itchy and long hair was a pain in the ass. Part of him wanted to hack his ponytail off right now with his knife, but he’d rather not look like a total mess on top of everything else, so he could wait to ask for a haircut tomorrow. He could shave, however, and he felt a lot better once it was done.

Turning the razor over in his hands, Castys wondered if he really would come back to life again if he slit his throat or whatever. Well, only one way to find out. His clothes were already super bloody, anyway, so that wouldn’t be a problem. Here goes nothing, then.

Why were his hands shaking so much? It was just dying, he’d apparently done it before, it was fine, he’d come back, he wasn’t leaving anyone behind, just a quick swipe of the blade and then…then…he’d come back, right? Right. A-and if he didn’t, he’d already cheated death before, so it was only fair for things to end now. Deep breath maybe his last-

The blade moved a little more slowly than he would have liked, a flash of pain before-

Castys opened his eyes. He was still in his cabin, lying on the floor, razor still gripped in his hand, fresh blood warm and sticky on his neck. S-so then…he’d died. And come back. And wasn’t in any pain.

Some sick fascination drove him to slice a deep gash in his arm before turning the blade on his neck again.

He woke up just as healthy as before, no cut in sight.

That settled it, then. Castys…he was immortal. A deep feeling of freedom unlike anything he’d ever known washed over him. He could do anything, go anywhere, not having to worry about wasting his time or being in danger, because fuck that he was immortal nothing would ever stop him again.

Lying in a puddle of his own blood, Castys couldn’t help but laugh.

He got slapped and lectured the next day for testing things out on himself, sure, but it was nothing in the face of his infinite future. He could go on with everyone forever and e-

Kamon left.

Alfyn died.

Izogie retired.

And then, one day, Castys was standing on the deck of the ship, his ship, and he realized he didn’t recognize a single face looking back at him. Well, he recognized them, but he didn’t know them, didn’t remember any of them from his life before the years felt like minutes. There was a divide between them, and he wasn’t sure who put it there.

Immortality was…lonely. Isolating.

Someone else like him had to be out there, right? So he’d look all over, chase down every lead, even an immortal monster or something would do, he just needed-

Castys felt as alone as he was all those years ago, trapped on that deserted island, the passage of time impossible to follow.

But no matter what, he’d find that ship on the horizon.

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#i wrote something #whump #castys #immortal whumpee #pirate whump #suicide for convenience #why is it so hard to write things that arent pain why do people have to talk to each other so much #but uh there you go there's Boy Finds Out lore #ive said it before in like an ask answer but now it is right there in the canon:#castys acts the way he does partly due to the fact that he is mentally 19 and his brain is not fully mature!#he's also just. like that. but he would mellow out some with age for sure #uh what else...oh rip to kamon i was planning on including them more and then it just felt forced so sorry bruh #yes izogie is trans and during this time period HRT is similar to our world where it's something that has to be upkept constantly #it's just a magical procedure instead of a shot #later as shit advances magic will be able to force the endocrine bitches to produce the preferred hormones forever with only one procedure!#it's still a slow process but much less upkeep #i could talk more (you can send an ask if you want me to 🤧) but back to this actual thing #alfyn i just took his name from the octopath apothecary and no one called me out so im doing it myself #poor castys gets so excited about being immortal and then immediately gets hit with the reality of crippling lonliness lmaoooo #i say immediately but it was like 20 years or smth #i can FINALLY work on next erebus chapter oh we are finally at the Place no one will be excited but me

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