Kind Death

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𝒦𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 , 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝒾𝓂 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒪𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓇. MDNI/21+/Multiship

Well, considering who the other was currently interacting with, it might not be entirely impossible to arrange. Another meeting with his family, that is. Though, it would have to be a matter of timing, as they would have to be entering the state of reincarnation. "Me?" That question caused his -

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · 11mo ago

Tomio shook his head. “Don’t worry about it.” It’s hard to think that the first memories he thought of were ones that kept him sane throughout this whole ordeal. But, then again, they’re also probably part of the reason he was reborn in the first place. Because he held onto +

The being squished the cup around in his hand, taking a sip calmly. "There is charm... in the paper... cups." More specifically, it was the taste of instant coffee that he found special, for some strange reason. "Unlike simply... dying, a shattered... soul is the end of... it all. No rebirth, no-

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · 12mo ago

Tomio couldn’t help but to laugh once Death manifested the coffee. He shook his head, amused. “I could’ve made you some coffee if you asked.” The amusement was ephemeral, however. “Is it really? How so?” He can’t imagine anything worse than death.

"In this world... most of them are... abandoned. Or have... a cult... following. Not that it changes... much where they... go." He explained, glancing into the distance as if he was recalling them. He had seen quite a few over time, heard whispers from some, simple things. Prayers -

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · 12mo ago

“Hm… Maybe I should get out and explore more? Maybe then I’d have known of the existence of such things.” He figured shrines could be a place that would offer such praises, but he doesn’t want a funeral rite or exorcism placed upon him by the priests. He’ll continue to avoid such +

"Only a few... years." He nodded, moving his head to look at the leaf he had caught before, it was already beginning to turn brown in his hand. "I'm not the... best at noticing... when someone is... uncomfortable. Though, I'll learn.. in time." He admitted, moving his hand to scatter the remains-

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · 12mo ago

Tomio nodded his head. “Yeah, that makes sense. I imagine it’s got to be more recent than I imagine.” Like Tomio has room to judge… He’s been a shut-in for over 100 years. “It’s… not a conversation I’ve ever had with someone. Not for a while at least.” His face scrunched up a little with the+

"I only recently... began walking among... the living in the... flesh." Which easily explained his difficulty speaking and his inexperience with most emotions. After spending billions of years only speaking to souls, who didn't actually speak, he had forgotten how to. "Was it.. awkward? My...-

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · 12mo ago

Tomio huffed out a small laugh. “Really? That’s a surprise. I would imagine you to have met countless other ones before.” He hummed softly, moving to sit down at the chabudai. Standing was much too uncomfortable for him. “I’m not good at small talk either, but I feel any awkward conversation +

The being let out a sigh, shifting over to lean against the window sill, to make himself a little more comfortable. "You can't... escape fate. It's... relentless like that. You are simply... prolonging the... inevitable." He allowed his eyes to drift out and up at the sky. The breeze this time -

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · 12mo ago

His outward expressions are rather minimal— he’s always found it hard to express them or even identify them. They’re usually easier to express when comfortable enough with someone, though. His friendship with Death has brought down some emotional walls, just not all yet. Though, Tomio does+

"It's a.. construct. In simple terms, created.. by a mix of magic... and alchemy. They could be... classified as creatures, but.. they lack a soul. One can't create life... from nowhere." He explained, lifting his arm above the tub again and with a simple wave of his hand, the zapping stopped, the-

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · last yr.

“Hm.” Tomio’s only slightly taken back by the statement. His own heartbeat is faint and almost distant, but he has one. The prospect of stimulating an artificial one to fit in is… Oddly fitting, he thinks. “Whatever the thing is, it’s pretty hellbent on murder.” he rolled his eyes with a+

"Or chemicals... one or the other. Any number... of things could have caused this." He seemed very fascinated by the creature and how it came to be. Meanwhile, the creature was very much growing more and more frustrated with it's attacks not working. When it attempted to crawl up Si Shen's arm, -

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · last yr.

“That would make sense… I guess the natural minerals, or something?” He isn’t sure what tap water is treated with nowadays. He’s never been very curious on how clean water managed to flow into homes, he’s just been grateful he doesn’t have to boil it anymore. Tomio’s definitely keeping his +

"Something in your... tap water reacted with... the herbs." He stated, the water suddenly raising to wrap around his arm and trying to pull him down, but the tall man simply remained still, lifting his arm to watch the electrified cocoon of water that was trying to most likely kill him, unaware -

Tomio Yoshioka ♱ 吉岡富夫@witheringdatura.bsky.social · last yr.

“What water?” he repeated, blinking a few times in confusion. “Normal tap water. Why?” he tilted his head a bit. He can’t imagine normal bath water having anything to do with what happened, but at this point Tomio isn’t putting anything past him. “I don’t think I’ve seen water behave like that+