The wind blew through the cell with a slight chill. A telltale sign of the Early Morning from Loops Long past.
*Step*
*Step*
Footsteps, Belonging to the Royal Guard. Felix and Julius. He recognized them.
*Step*
*Step*
*Clink*
They were here to inform him of his execution. He already knew.
"Pride. The Council has ordered for your immediate execution, Will you not speak up now?"
Silence, Silence was always the best Option. The Knight and Healer wouldn't listen. At most they would shrug it off as nonsense.
Felix walked over, eyes locked onto the Archbishop. "Pride-kyun.. You're going to die you know.."
Death, There was no pain anymore, No reason to avoid it, It was trivial at most.
"Get up and don't make any sudden moves" Julius' Voice echoed through the cell.
No response, Just Silence and the gaze of the wandering eyes.
"Pride, This is your final warning." The threat echoed.
"After all this time you're back for more.." The raspy voice echoed through the cell.
"I won't stop until they know my name."
Small Clouds of Shamak began to form over his skin, Minya Crystals Forming like Protective Plates.
Julius took a protective stance in front of Felix drawing his sword as the Archbishop spoke.
"So look around you.. What do you really see?.. What's the difference between either of us?.. " The Voice sharpened.
Julius held his tongue and remained silent, summoning his spirits.
"You live a lie, that's the difference between you and me."
The Voice Echoed as the room filled entirely with the Black Smoke.
"Remember what you made me.. Don't forget That I.. I am.. Infinite.." The voice said, fading away as if blown away by the wind.
Julius quickly cut through it, dispelling the smoke, but..
Pride was already gone.
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Subaru slowly limped through the Empty and damp alley. As he walked over the soaked cobblestone he stumbled, the phantom pains sending a surge of adrenaline through his body. He was Tired. Possibly a Centuries worth of loops. Loops of Pain, agony, betrayals from everywhere. Death from ahead, above, behind, even from below when the knights blew up the entire building after he escaped his cell.
Stumbling forward he fell down, the dizzyness fading in as he fell onto his knee. The world was blurry, the alley was shrinking.. Narrower.. Narrower.. even after it the size of a pencil he stumbled forward. He was tired of all of this..
"I.. know I'm moving.. But i can't feel it.."
He mumbled, his own voice a faint blur. A loud thud crashed behind him mostly alerting him through the vibrations, him barely able to look back towards the flaming red hair.
...This had all happened within the span half a day.. only a day after he was erased from the world..
Just as the figure moved, a voice spoke out, Louder and Clearer than any other from any loop.
"Al Shamak"
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... Something wasn't right..
Where was He?..
Where was Subaru?..
Beatrice stood still, Trying to figure out a puzzle that shouldn't be solvable.
"Beako?.." A voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Not Now I suppose.. And Only Betty's Contractor can call her that in fact."
Beatrice said, searching for Subaru through the contract, only finding some kind of mana in the form of static in response.
"Beako.. I am your Contractor Remember?.."
Beatrice paused at this sudden statement.
"Betty wouldn't contract with you even if she was told to do it by Betty's Subaru.."
"..What are you talking about?.. Who is Subaru?.."
Beatrice tensed up. A faint echo tugged at her mind. "The Blue Maid.."
She raced off without a word.
Searching..
Trying to reach through the contract.
She lost track of time as she ran around.
Searching for the faint familiar pull of her Contract.
Desperate she completely opened the channel of the contract, Going against it's own terms.
For a minute there was nothing..
Then it suddenly hit.
A sudden burst of Fatigue Incomparable to anything she felt before. But with it was the same familiar hum of the contract, pulling her near the Royal Guards Prison.
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Everything was a blur.
Spinning.. Spinning.. Shaking.. Shaking..
He was Lightheaded, his own body feeling light and distant...
But that familiar pain had subsided.
He hadn't died.
As he sat up he looked at the little girl sleeping against him. A blonde drill haired girl with a frilly pink dress. She was sleeping soundly, so still that it was almost as if she were a doll.
Looking at her a sense of familiarity washed over him, even if he was unsure why.
Gluttony.. The Purple Haired Knight.. The Blonde Healer.. He remembered all of them.. Even if just blurs in his memory..
How did he know this girl?..
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