"𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧- 𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩."
⤅a story in which fate decides to give haitani ran the ending he de...
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𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫
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they say that the world gives you a person to spend the rest of your lifetime with once fate decides that you're worthy of being theirs. it may take countless of heartbreaks and never-ending dead ends.
in haitani ran's situation, it took him three centuries proving himself to the heavens that he is more than deserving for l/n y/n. everything that he did was all for the sake of giving them a reason to let him reach his happy ending. the man prioritized her happiness over everything else- prioritized making sure she has the world even if it meant he'll have to carry it on his shoulders.
he has been stuck in misery to give her the happiness that she deserves.
but even then, it's not enough- and it will never be enough. nothing he'll do will be enough for him to live a life where he can happily call her his without worrying about death coming in to take her from him.
the greedy gods want more from him as if his soul wasn't enough of a price to pay just to be reborn in a world where she exists. how unfair of them, really. those who are portrayed to be benevolent and righteous- the same beings that the world revolve itself around in are actually heavenly bodies who takes pleasure out of the suffering and despair of their own creation.
and haitani ran has been their sole entertainment for the longest time.
if this is their so-called 'judgement', then he prays that he'll cease to exist in the next life.
the moon is shining down upon the streets of tokyo in all its glory, paving a soft path for the grief-stricken man as ran drove through the surprisingly empty pavement. going home wasn't something that he wishes to do- but his (h/c) haired wife called him an hour prior asking him to have dinner with her.
he is feeling everything but joy and happiness at the moment, his heart growing heavy as the familiar apartment complex came into view. the gun hidden in his coat pocket felt even heavier, the coldness of the metal seeping through the fabric enough to send chills down his spine.
