[ oh that... that was... unexpected. as the memory slowly withdraws, polaris lets out a soft low sound, if a wolf could vocalize disgust that would probably be it because it's all kaeya can feel. yoo joonghyuk's hatred and his disbelief, are slowly melting off of his shoulders, but it clings like oil. ]
She seems like a despicable person.
[ a beat before he looks up, hesitation because he's uncertain of how to broach... this place is so HATEFUL WOW! ]
[ He looks to Kaeya with question? What about his face. His face is always like this, though with more anger and hatred than anything. Much like a high school girl angry at some petty drama, except... Intense, considering he harbored that grudge to his next life after he died ]
I could feel it, the betrayal. People are selfish, using the idea of saving the world to simply further their own gain. [ he won't mince the word. ] She had a fist around your life... or death. Does she any more? Or did what Kim Dokja have planned for her as a pawn change that?
[ Joonghyuk has some comments about Anna’s ambitions, but stays quiet because another thought. Oh, right. He has… Not explained this yet. ]
I was a regressor; whenever I died, I would be resurrected in the past at a certain point, then I would start over from there with knowledge of my last life.
[ This should help set up: ]
My only escape from the fate she forced on me was death brought by an enemy.
[ it does, quite nicely, though kaeya frowns a bit at the... starting over. and over again bit. that sounds endlessly frustrating, but in it, perhaps a boon as well? to try a path, to fail, to learn from your failings. tedious, wretched work, but good work none the less. still, it accounts for a few things. ]
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She seems like a despicable person.
[ a beat before he looks up, hesitation because he's uncertain of how to broach... this place is so HATEFUL WOW! ]
Yoo Joonghyuk... are you alright? Your face.
[ ur doin a frown. ]
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She is lucky that Kim Dokja had plans for her.
[ Niah chuffs. ]
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[ polaris merely pads over to niah curiously, moving forward to huff softly, ears back. ]
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[ Much like he was for her, back in those years. Niah's tail swishes, agitated at the thought of Anna Croft. ]
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I could feel it, the betrayal. People are selfish, using the idea of saving the world to simply further their own gain. [ he won't mince the word. ] She had a fist around your life... or death. Does she any more? Or did what Kim Dokja have planned for her as a pawn change that?
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I was a regressor; whenever I died, I would be resurrected in the past at a certain point, then I would start over from there with knowledge of my last life.
[ This should help set up: ]
My only escape from the fate she forced on me was death brought by an enemy.
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Who gave it to you?
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A god that could neither communicate nor interfere.