sieg catchall

[sageguidance]

"catchall" it's for one thread he's dying tomorrow



edit: nvm jae is all mine now :)

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[ercnerd]

[Just as in the memory, Sieghart is quick to compose himself. It's a personal memory, but not one nearly as raw as the other memory that always reduces him to tears. He looks a touch peeved before he schools his expression.]

Is that where you went?

[sageguidance]

... Yes—yes, it was that very same place.

[ The timing of this. Ha. ]

I know not how, but I believe what we experienced had been caused by your memories, Sieghart.

[ercnerd]

. . . Yeah. It was. Even the me you encountered was pulled straight from them.

[sageguidance]

[ oh. ]

You have been told of our venture, then.

[ercnerd]

Just enough to piece those facts together. Souji wasn't the most forthcoming with the details.

[sageguidance]

I cannot blame him, to speak true. It was a horrendous journey.

[ercnerd]

Not wanting to talk about unpleasant things is natural. You don't have to tell me anything, either.

[sageguidance]

... If you mind not, I would prefer not to delve into the particulars. Yet we were forced to fight our way through, with—varying degrees of success.

[ercnerd]

You made it back, didn't you? I'd consider that a success.

[sageguidance]

Somehow.

'Tis only because we were able to return upon death—or... what counts as death in our current state.

[ercnerd]

. . . You've had to endure a lot since you got here. Sorry—for adding to your hardship.

[sageguidance]

You needn't apologize—it is by no fault of your own. I am more than willing to blame such events on our ever so gracious host.

[ercnerd]

. . . Of course.

[If not for the host, they wouldn't be here in the first place.]

There are more of us now, so take it easy next week.

[sageguidance]

Worry not—in a few days time, I shall feel as hale and whole as ever.

[ With the water done boiling in the kettle, he goes to pour some in a cup. ]

I... did have a question, if you mind not my asking.

[ercnerd]

[Sieghart watches him, arms folded.]

Hm? What is it?

[sageguidance]

What was that place?

[ He can make a guess, but... ]

[ercnerd]

That place? . . . Oh, the Ice Prison?

It doesn't exist anymore, but it wasn't that different from the daycare or this mansion. It was a mock afterlife where dead souls were deprived of their bodies. That's why the false imitation of Graham melted at the end.

[sageguidance]

... I see.

[ Graham. He remembers that name. ]

If they were but an imitation, then... Yes. It certainly does give more context to what we had experienced ourselves.

[ercnerd]

[And that gives him all the context he needs to piece together what happened. He scoffs.]

Trust the host of a twisted contract to imitate a demon. That goes to show both can't be trusted.

[sageguidance]

I do believe that goes without saying. Our host has a very peculiar sense of entertainment.

[ercnerd]

Warped is what it is. Anyone who derives joy in watching others suffer is the worst.