GRAVEYARD ✨

[probe]

POPULATION: GHOST TOWN

You die - and then you wake up.

For a second, it feels as though you can't breathe, and then your head breaks the surface. You crawl out of a pool of blood and into a large, crystalline room. Moving images play across the crystal walls, and if you watch close enough, you'll realize that you're seeing the land of the living; a familiar space station with familiar faces. You can watch these images for as long as you'd like - there are several very large benches (as in, you have to climb them to sit on them) around the room for you to rest on while you do.

Regardless of how you died, it seems as though you're not quite gone completely. You're in one piece, at least. That's good news. However, your surroundings are not exactly what you remember.

When you exit the first room, a bleak, empty city sprawls out ahead of you.

The city itself is large. The framework of it seems to tower higher and higher than you can see, up into the black opal sky that shivers and curls every so often. A river entirely made of blood runs through the city, winding around buildings and ending at the crystal room. The most noticeable thing about the buildings themselves is the fact that thorny vines made of pure white steel dig into the walls and floor, cracking the foundations.

The residential building is worn down and old. It's two floors, and has a few small studio apartments built for one or two people to live in. The beds are extremely uncomfortable. It has a communal area downstairs, but the TV is broken, and the couches are torn apart. Sometimes, this building feels obscenely hot in temperature, and smells like rotten eggs.

The grocery store is your typical convenience store. There's a large selection of food in this area, but it all tastes the same - like chalk. On top of this, every so often there will be bloodstains on the walls, the floor, and the displays. They change in size and location, each time you enter the store.

The clothing store is thrifty in nature. All the clothes here are uncomfortable and scratchy, and don't fit quite right. While you're here, time feels... weird. Distorted, almost dreamy. As you're picking out clothes and trying them on (no money needed, just take what you want), you swear you can hear a gunshot in the distance.

Enjoy your time in this city, and remember...your story isn't quite over yet.

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[nodo]

[ WHAT ABOUT MY TOP LEVEL?? oh well whatever, law is lost as fuck but when douman(??) bumps into him and asks to be killed?? holy shit doesn't that just set him off in a bad mood. ]

Once is all you get.

[commedia]

...

[Douman just....stares at Law for a moment? There's some kind of recognition in their eyes, and they...suddenly start tearing up.]

[They bow again.]

Thank you. There...are no words for my gratitude.

[?????]

[nodo]

[ i.

what does he say to this? law has not experienced someone thanking him for killing them. then again, he has never been able to talk to anyone he has killed. he'll frown and the anger will subside for a bit. ]

Why are you thanking me?

[commedia]

You freed me. You finally stood up to...that demon, and got rid of them.

[DOUMAN(?) CAN YOU EXPLAIN YOURSELF BEFORE SAYING THESE STATEMENTS]

[nodo]

[ h...hello??? ]

Demon? What are you talking about?

[commedia]

I was possessed by a vile, wicked version of myself. The monster I suppose I am doomed to become.

When you killed me...you killed them too, and freed me.

[nodo]

[ i... okay?? ]

Was it a different personality or an actual demon or monster?

[ because one of those is clinical and he can understand it better (except not really) while the other he's just going to have to blindly accept because sometimes demons just possess people. ]

Given where we are, are you sure it's gone?

[commedia]

It was more of a magical being of sorts. But I suppose they were a reflection of some...dark part of me.

[ITS HELLA COMPLICATED FATE/ BS]

I think it is. But I...feel afraid that maybe I can only be free if I'm in this place.

[nodo]

I guess even some heroes can have their dark sides.

[ closes eyes at fate/ honestly?? but hmmm... ]

Is that what you'd want to do then? You'd want to lock yourself up in this place?

[commedia]

...I'm no hero, Law.

[Like, even then, its not like they're a good person.]

If I can't eliminate myself...then for the good of all, I'd rather stay here.

[nodo]

[ law won't try to tell them otherwise when they don't call themselves a hero. though, he has to wonder now. ]

Was that what your original desire was? Or did you have two given the other version of yourself?

[commedia]

Not at all. That thing...it wanted to know "love".

My desire was to get rid of the monster that I would eventually become.

[nodo]

[ closes eyes at the mentioning of love. please.......... law does not perceive any of that.

but he does just have to hum softly for a moment. ]

I wonder if it is even possible for us to get a wish down here. You still might get your wish if so.

[commedia]

...

I hope I might get that wish. If that's what I have to work for, I'll do it.