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#he feels what i felt when s*aja remembered the truth *cries*
ofgentleresolve-a · 2 years
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@jeoseungsaja​ sent in: "I remember everything." His voice threatens to break; softened eyes wishing to gain a curtain of liquid crystal. He knows why he experienced stings on his chest, this ache becoming even greater now that his mind has unlocked all pieces of his past; the reason why he became a Grim Reaper. It all happened when higher-ups cornered him in his tea room for using his powers improperly and with prohibited liberties; injecting what they once took away from him. "I--I don't---" A trembling hand goes to his lips, it transforms into a loose fist. "I don't deserve atonement." (oKAY SO I--WIUEHDIUWEDH ABOUT THAT LITTLE PLOT WITH YOOJIN AND REAPER IN VERSE TWO...HERE'S?? SOMETHING?? ;W; I HOPE THIS IS OKAY WIEUDHWIDUH) || time for pain ( ft. unprompted )
Yoojin doesn’t need to hear Mister Saja to know something has changed. He felt it in his bones this morning too- the wind told him, he would say if someone asked. After all, in the presence of a dokkaebi, even the weather will bow down. The wind is no different- it told Yoojin in tones that Yoojin himself cannot replicate, only translate, that something major has changed and whether it is for the better or the worse, that is for him to find out.
Smile falling off, Yoojin climbs down the ladder, setting his hammer down. It’s part of his arrangement with the monks there. He takes care of some of the housekeeping in exchange for meals. A breeze blows through the temple. The sound of wind chimes whispers in its wake as he studies his friend, Mister Saja. Mister Saja, who suddenly seems so much grimmer than he did the previous day. So much heavier than the previous day, like his true age has finally caught up to him, memories weighing down on his shoulders.
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Or at least that’s what it looks like to Yoojin. All the other long-standing IMMORTALS he’s known are like that; pressed down if not by the weight of life, then by the weight of memories.
“Saja,” Yoojin murmurs, omitting the title, voice the sound of bells. He reaches out for Saja’s hand and squeezes gently. “What happened?”
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