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-for you are made of eart-

-I am but a reflection of-

-you've already fallen into despair and you don't even-

-It's not what you did, but who you-

-Yeah, if you need me to I'll stop y-

-You and I will never be do-

Voices call out, some will be recognizable but others Hinata hasn't met. The void fills with stars and behind it a swirling storm too fast, too powerful to discern where one emotion leads into the next. All things end, as if they all died at the same moment, leaving only the stars. Exhaustion and pain flood in as Komaeda finally rasps.] I'm sorry but I have to keep this brief. It feels like spiders are running through my mind and I can't exactly tell when I am at times. My head kind of aches.

I promised to call you, Hajime. It's over.

Well, as over as it can be. I can't tell you how I'm feeling. Everything is so...much more than I guessed. It's like the blindfold has been ripped from my face after living with it for...

[He sighs. Memories threaten to drift to the surface, and there's a glimpse of a dark sky. A shadowy version of himself laughing and stabbing a finger at him. Hinata's own face with his blazing red eyes and white hair.

Komaeda sighs again.] Sorry. My control is slipping through my fingers if I'm lax for even a moment. Anyway I made it to Master's. I took some medication for the pain.

I should be better in the morning. I'll call you when I'm feeling up to it.