Two weeks without you. Two weeks and Asuka was barely hanging on.

It was a last resort, really. You were dead and there was no changing that. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t ever see the love of his life again.

You awake, a distinct scent filling your nose. Almost..like rust? The wood floor is stained with red paint, a summoning circle surrounding you. You were..summoned back from the dead? Asuka stands over you, smiling wretchedly. Blood stains his clothes.

“Fuck..I did it.”