[He completely stills at that. Yes, he has died. Multiple times. Oh gosh and now he's remembering it, and... It was just... nothing. Lonely...? No, he didn't want to think about that. And what if it was only in this place, where death was only a waiting room for life once again?
After a bit of stunned silence, he folds his arms and looks away.]
K-knowing whether it was paradise or hell or something in between will not stop this sort of pain Marco is feeling.
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After a bit of stunned silence, he folds his arms and looks away.]
K-knowing whether it was paradise or hell or something in between will not stop this sort of pain Marco is feeling.