I Can't Remember

[21] New Day, New Funeral

me: hey guys imma take a break from ao3also me: *posts a chapter the next day*

not beta-read, because this was meant to be a surprise chapter even for my beta readers... and this was kind of an on-the-spot thing. a hint of what's to come. let's see if anyone can figure out who "he" is.

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He didn't want to say anything. He didn't know what to say. He had dealt with many versions of the man in the coffin in front of him. Some good, some bad some worse. But they all had one thing in common.

They were all his friend.

He walked away from the corner of the gathering, where he was leaning against a tree, towards the coffin. He placed a pair of flowers inside– a yellow and crimson daffodil.

He remembered someone teaching him the meaning of those colours. Yellow meant friendship, bond, and hope. Crimson stood for deep sorrow and grief. At least, yellow and crimson roses did. But he couldn't find roses on the server, so he stuck to daffodils.

The young man placed his hand on the wooden edge. A gold glint shone in the sunlight. There was a ring adorned on his friend's cool hand. (cold hands.) The letter 'A' was embossed in the smooth metal.

Remembering the friend's last words, he took the ring off and wore it.

A surge of power and energy coursed through his veins. Letting out a light gasp, he stared at the ring. It was still innocently glinting in the bright day.

(a day too bright in his opinion.)

Looking inside the coffin, he nodded one last time and walked back to his spot near the tree.

Now, he would wait. It's time to show the server what he is truly capable of.

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I also cross-post this story on AO3 (Archive Of Our Own). there, the tagging system is more proficient so I was able to hint at this beforehand, though I don't think anyone noticed... Anyway,  think that it should be noted, that, earlier the major warning tag for the fic said 𝗡𝗼 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗔𝗽𝗽𝗹𝘆. now, they say 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗖𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗧𝗼 𝗨𝘀𝗲 𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. 

That's all.