Could've Had It All

Could've Had It All

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"Isn't that awful? How could I be so selfish to wish for a time before we saved the dawn - when so many were suffering and dying? All for my own shallow wants. What a stupid, selfish thought!" "Would it still be selfish if I wanted it too?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Agnea and Hikari finally get the chance to catch up after what feels like both an eternity and an instant. Some things come to the surface that should have been addressed long ago, before certain choices were made... I do not own nor claim to own any rights to the characters or story of Octopath Traveler II
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"You have two options. You can suffer through the fires of our passion with clenched teeth, writhing in agony, or you could become one with the flames, dancing in the night skies, burning through everything in your incendiary path, indestructible, immortal from our love, leaving in your wake ashes and smoke in the annihilation of your creation." ... I have lived for centuries, yet I've never felt this chaotic feeling run through my veins before. This burning across my skin like fire and the scorching in my lungs, making me unable to breathe when she is close, and yet also when she is far away. I've never felt this perverse pleasure when her eyes fell on my lips, when a pleased sigh escaped her mouth underneath my quivering touch. I've never felt this need to be with someone as I did with her, the burning ache inside me when she was gone, clamoring me to be by her side. And I've never felt this fear before, this twisting, gut wrenching feeling of disquiet that lurked day and night in the back of my mind, slowly eating away at my sanity, pouncing upon me whenever I had the misfortune to think about her. Is that what love is? Or is it just the feeling of one psychopath falling for another? Highest ranking : #1 in Neverland

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