Back to a few moments prior...
When Rok Soo was dazedly trapped within his own subconsciousness, he was spared to think for so many things.
His denial regarding real-life brought him here, getting angry for everyone and everything before these voices came to him, trying to bargain on his options.
It sounded so sweet at first, luring him in before then locked him within his own mind.
'Again?'
He got caged again in the end.
Why does this keep repeating?
'I just wish to live a free life'
One that's not costly.
One that's not complicated to be.
Letting out a deep sigh, whilst leaning onto the tight wrap around him, he slowly fell into depression as he thought to himself...
'Is this it? is there really nothing I could do but to accept?'
All assault threw at him.
All sorts of responsibilities.
All of these heartaches.
'Tch, this is not me...'
Kim Rok Soo is a persistent bastard.
Cale Henituse is a ferocious fighter.
So, why can't he be either of them right now?
For someone who has been fighting all alone for his own need for so long, why can't he fight for his own freedom one last time?
Is he really going to let himself be dragged all around like this?
Sigh.
'This is so exhausting'
Rok Soo felt incredibly tired dealing with all of this nonsense.
Some of his inner monologues weren't even his own anymore!
'Who are these punks pretending to be m-?'
'Should I just... give up...?'
What?
No.
'The fuck?'
-But at the same time, he realized that things are happening outside, and who knows what was all of that supposed to be.
White Star?
One of those unranked monsters?
Sayeru and Dorph, perhaps?
Mind once again traveling, however, he could almost swear that he doesn't remember where it went until it came back to him a moment later followed up with him actually shaking his head.
'No, no, no, I need to keep on moving. I can't stay like this. I need to get away from their clutch'
If he remained standing still like this, he'll just feel the emptiness even more.
'Correction. If I remained still, I might not be able to go back'
Forget about any of the images that those motherfuckers showed him. If he can't survive this, he might never see his family again.
Self-perseverance.
He doesn't have to be either Rok Soo or Cale. Names are just labels, what he needs was their hard as diamond self-perseverance.
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Life Past The Recordings
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