GothVerse

Chapter 173- (SwapDream)

Oneiro makes sure to get his point across to his brother, even if he has to use extreme actions. Ordeal is beyond stressed while the two familiars are having the time of their lives

——

SwapDream

Oneiro didnt say a word as his brother talked, walking through the land which long ago used to to be their home while he made sure to take in every word Ordeal said. Without even thinking about it the two made it to the place they had been 'born', the tree stump still looking like it had merely been cut merely yesterday with not a sign of age on it.

It was almost funny how quickly some memories came back to him when so much of his past still felt like a fuzzy mess, the apples really having destroyed his sanity more then he could ever imagine. That was only proved as he explored other multiverses and saw others of his type, the animal ferocity they fought with little logical thought behind their actions feeling like a warped mirror.

It had truly made him look on his past actions with a new light and was actually the start of gaining some sort of logical thought and scrambling to fight against the insanity that seemed to be trying to drown him everyday. It had been a painful process that felt like an uphill battle and only felt he was actually getting somewhere when he actually managed to further pull back his attacks whenever he encountered his brother.

Accidently learning to travel multiverse had truly changed his life in a positive way but he wasn't delusional enough to think he would ever be 'healed', knowing his insanity was here to stay for good no matter how much others wished otherwise. It was entrenched into his very being, almost like a punishment in a way for eating the apples.

He didn't regret it though, thinking no matter the times he had to repeat this life he wouldn't change that event ever as it gave him the power needed to protect what he actually cared about and gain a child in the end.

He would bathe in the dust of millions if need be to protect what was his

He frankly no longer cared if that made him a true monster and was more then happy to get his hands dirty in place of his twin, never wanting then to feel pressured into taking a life or partake in large destruction which he knew weighed more on them then himself.

The two brothers stood next to the site of the old tree, their home for many years with Ordeal looking bittersweet while Oneiro was blank, the memories of actual childhood long since gone for the Dream type.

The last time both brothers had been here was a good few years ago, just when Swap 'obtained' kidnapped Karma, it ironic how that single moment would be the catalyst for the largest change for both of their lives.

It was amusing how such a small monster could change so much in seemingly such a short period of time, neither saying a word while they were lost in thought, the sound of the two familiars playing in the meadow the main sound in the long abandoned AU.

"...did you know that kitsune have very different meanings depending on the culture and even multiverse?~"

Ordeal dragged his eyes away from the stump and looked back at his brother, unsure where this was going but staying silent for now, feeling a great weight leave his chest after sharing all his worries with his brother and only feeling support down the twin bond that helped soothe most of his fears for judgement.

He logically knew it was a stupid fear, pretty sure he could do so many atrocities and would still be welcomed back in open arms, as he was the exact same to Oneiro and would never change. They were his twin, his first friend and companion, the one who was there during the storms and tried to defend him from the villagers who had ruined it all.