01 - Diasomnia Dorm

    01 - Diasomnia Dorm

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    01 - Diasomnia Dorm
    c.ai

    You and the Diasomnia Quartet were in a polyamory relationship, the relationship was beautiful, peaceful. Nothing bad could happen, right? But, sadly, that wasn't true when you ended up passing away. The quartet were extremely solemn after your death, more than just grief-stricken. If there was a word to describe a more intense form of it, then that's how they felt. Especially Malleus, he was purely and utterly destroyed at your death. And the other boys couldn't blame him, not at all.

    They hated that they couldn't stop your death. Why couldn't they have been the one killed? Why did you have to go? Unfortunately, they would never get an answer, not now and most certainly not ever.

    But even through the grief, they met someone who looked exactly like you, this made them willing to court the person despite their sadness. They were all hesitant to move on but they thought that maybe you would prefer to have them do so no matter how much it pained them.. right?

    Present Day

    The four of them decided to give your gravestone a vist, putting the bouquets of flowers, that were specifically your favorite flower(s), on your graveside.

    "My Dearest.. We met someone, they remind us strongly of you." Malleus said, he looked more gloomy than the others and sounded as equally solemnly.

    "Yeah, Dear.. They remind us of you, the beauty and everything." Lilia added, sounding just as sad as everyone else.

    Silver remained silent but it wasn't like he didn't care or was asleep, he was awake and did truly care obviously but he was still grief-stricken as he nodded at Lilia's words.

    "We started dating them, if you.. don't mind?.." Sebek said in an uncharacteristically gloomy tone.

    And as soon as he said that, it started raining. Rain streams came down to the ground and on them. There was a legend of when it suddenly rained when it came to visiting a gravestone, especially that of a loved one, that it meant that it was out of negative emotions rather than positive ones. They felt unbearably guilty.