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TRAVEL/KAIJU LOG #8

ANGELS FALL INTO THE UNDERWORLD


CONTENT WARNINGS: death, disease, COVID-like illness, drugs, loss of limbs, gore, violence, hallucinations

▶ 001. OUTSIDERS UNBOUND (TRAVEL)

There are no alarm blaring this time, no signals dispatched to the Outsiders’ oculars. With all of the organization down, the Angels of LILITH are left on their own to find the source of this crisis and solve it. And find it they did: an effort led by Aventurine, Jinx, Rin and Murasama was able to locate Ereshkigal somewhere underground in the country of Iraq. Raidou was able to ascertain that this location is KĂ»r - the Underworld spoken of in ancient Sumerian legends - and Tezcatlipoca used his divinity to confirm what many feared: the missing goddess has been corrupted and has become a calamity attempting to end humanity. What of the seven others who have disappeared? Tsurumaru, Ratio, Silco, Godzilla, Yzak, Bakugou and Hiyori? Are they corrupted too or are they prisoners? And what of Yuji who foolishly leaped into a rift in an attempt to rescue his friends? According to Dante’s efforts to connect with them, they are safe but they aren’t exactly in their right mind. But in what way?

Those questions may be answered soon as Outsiders depart for their next mission. Yesod and Shinn were able to further refine the search and identify the location of the Underworld’s entrance: in the archaeological dig of Nimrud, where the ruins of the Temple of Ishtar are found. Gilgamesh, who is seemingly a regular of KĂ»r, may be able to guide the Outsiders once they get there.

The trip to Kish however is nothing like previous travels. Where LILITH is typically an organized and orderly organization, the Outsiders have to devise their own methods of getting there. Kaga and Akagi are flying LILITH’s cruiser to Kish and will take anyone willing to go with them. Others may also use a data portal to go to Egypt and from there travel to Iraq - it is the longest way, but also perhaps the safest?

▶ 002. KUR KIGAL IRKALLA (RUINS OF THE TEMPLE OF ISHTAR, IRAQ)

Upon arriving, the heat is scorching and the sight is one unlike any the Outsiders have seen before. No futuristic buildings nor old-fashioned houses can be found - instead, there are the ruins of a three thousand years old city. Dr. Masuda welcomes the Outsiders, explaining to them the ongoing archaeological efforts that have been undertaken to restore the site thanks to modern technology.

And indeed, a few ancient buildings on the outskirts of the ruined city are fully restored. Due to the unique circumstances, Outsiders are allowed to use them and enjoy all the comfort from ancient times. Though there are beds, they are made with reeds with stone pillows; if you are fortunate, you may find one of the few pillows made with wool and feathers. At the very least, as far as food is concerned the Outsiders will not suffer: the archaeologists offer bread, cheese, and meat stews all cooked in the ways of ancient Mesopotamia. Blank clay tablets and reed pens can also be found, toys for children made of clay and little statues depicting various deities. There are also a lot of broken statues, and Dr. Masuda has an explanation for those.

"Our troubles began last month with an earthquake. Upon assessing the damage, we found all of Ishtar’s iconography throughout the ruins destroyed. What’s weird is that nothing else’s been damaged - it’s like someone or something vandalized all things related to her. Then in the deepest chamber of the temple, we found a tunnel that wasn’t there before. According to our tools it leads to an underground cave. Dr. Jones and his team decided to explore it, but they haven’t returned yet."

He will take the Outsiders to the Temple of Ishtar, which still lays in ruins and hasn’t been restored. Statues depicting the goddess are all shattered, and upon reaching the deepest chamber underground: an opening. Flashing a light inside will reveal a tunnel with no end in sight. As they stand by the opening, Outsiders will find their tracker rings and localization magics reactivating: their companions are deep inside the cave.

▶ 003. GATE OF GRAVE KEEPER (FIRST GATE OF THE UNDERWORLD

After a period of traveling through the dark cavern, the air is cool and smells sharply of earth and iron. They will be greeted by a pale glow. When they come close, they will see the light coming from several cages that line a single path which leads them deeper and deeper - all identical to the one Ereshkigal is usually seen carrying around.

They might notice random pitfalls of various depths and strange rock formations with characters scratched into the surface. Were those the names of long lost Outsiders or maybe figures from home? They disappear when you look away, becoming illegible after. Was it maybe a trick? Further up ahead, figures can be seen and voices can be heard in the distance.

Those who decide to run ahead will find themselves facing someone from their past. They act normally at first but after a while, the Outsider may notice something amiss. Regardless of who they are, they will try to convince the Outsider to "join them." Should the Outsider falter, they may be afflicted by the Rift, triggering feelings of grief and regret and even make them turn on their allies.

For those strong enough to resist the illusions, the figures become frustrated and lash out. They shed their illusions and reveal themselves to be skeletal spirits that slash at the Outsiders with sharp claws. They are relentless but simple enough to defeat with regular attacks.

Defeat the spirits and carry on ahead to find a mausoleum: the sealed gate. Many gallĂ» spirits guard the gate. A dark, hooded figure calls out from atop the mausoleum. They look down on the Outsiders with cold, steely eyes.

"I didn't expect so many to make it this far. I'm surprised."

The figure draws their sword and on cue, the spirits attack. Defeat them to enter the mausoleum and fall deeper into the underworld.

▶ 004. GATE OF REASON (SECOND GATE OF THE UNDERWORLD)


As Outsiders descend further into the Underworld, the ocular network becomes spotty, making it difficult to keep in contact with each other, though it is still possible with concentrated effort.

Upon exiting a narrow passageway, they are greeted with a pathway that branches into two, with what seems like Rifts at each end. Despite their appearance, they do not give off any Rift energy, nor do they cause any Rift poisoning symptoms.

Cackling laughter resounds as a GallĂ» Spirit bursts into existence from blue flames. When it speaks, the voice that comes out of it is eerily familiar:

“You’ve proven you can fight, but what of your mind? Use your brain and make your way towards me, or suffer a foolish death.”

Immediately, the world descends into chaos. It blurs, twists and undulates unpleasantly. Colors mix, yet somehow retain their shape. It is a vivid hallucination, as if one had taken psychedelic drugs. The GallĂ» Spirit cackles again as it disappears, leaving them to their doom.

Entering either portal will lead Outsiders to a wide cavern with even more portals. The cracks in the ground and streams of deep, rushing water are wide enough to fall into. There are slopes, rocky platforms and other natural cave hazards. Portals dot the walls and ceiling, tilted sideways or even upside down. Others traversing the maze can be seen sideways and upside down, even if they feel they're right side up. It's an Escher maze. For the especially keen, they may notice the faint scent of chalk lingering around some portals. Or, instead of the echoes of cave ambiance, the portals emit silence with the occasional flutter of a page, as if they’re in a library.

Once they find the exit, Outsiders are greeted with a gate decorated with Greco-Roman motifs, sandwiched between stone shelves lined with carvings of tablets, books and scrolls. Sitting atop the frame that juts out of the rocky walls is a familiar man in unfamiliar form, playing with a cube containing a blue flame and looking bored out of his mind.

“Not bad. Five points.”

▶ 005. GATE OF EXCISION (THIRD GATE OF THE UNDERWORLD)

From the last gate, Outsiders will have to navigate semi-narrow passageways and fissures, lined with bioluminescent mushrooms. It’s easy to get lost, so make sure to use the buddy system to make your way through! It opens into a chasm, leading to a dock, and a lake. The buildings around the dock are decrepit and old.

In the middle of the lake, there is sharp ironwork interlaced with patches of stained bottle glass, and the top is inset with a small, teal gem. Getting to the gate seems easy. It’s just in the middle of the lake, and a little swim never hurt anybody, right? If Outsiders try to swim, it will subject them to rift poisoning, and staring at it might tempt them to jump in.

There are GallĂ» spirits are dressed up like half-pint thugs, and their glass covered faces are pretty disarming! They wait alongside five monstrous forms in shredded clothing that the particularly observant will notice look like explorer’s garb – it’s Dr. Jones and the missing archaeologists!

"Do you know the difference between a man and a monster? Is it a fact of nature, is it something one is born with? Is a monster truly just nature? Sometimes, but not necessarily. Being a monster is often a choice. Becoming a monster is simple. It takes a simple choice. It means you have chosen to do whatever it takes, to take what you want. To hold power in your hands. We all understand that. Can you become the monsters you must become, to survive?"

With the last word, the archaeologists and the GallĂ» spirits attack. Though difficult, if Outsiders are able to defeat Dr. Jones and his crew of corrupted, shimmered archaeologists and Silco, then a path towards the door will lift from beneath the water to the gate.

▶ 006. GATE OF SURVIVAL (FOURTH GATE OF THE UNDERWORLD || KAIJU FIGHT)

As the Outsiders descend a black staircase, they find a towering gate lit by flickering blue flames and a brick path leading to an endless field of lava. Thunder cracks as rain hisses against the magma. Overhead, clouds churn, lightning dancing through the Underworld’s ceiling.

A roar echoes from the gate and GallĂ» Spirits rise from the stones, clad in cheap monster suits like in a low-budget film. Both these spirits and the erratic lightning strikes are a threat as the kaiju unleashes torrents of malevolent red energy. The violent red energy pulses through its body, shining along its scales and feathers.

█ █ █ MONSTER DEBRIEF SHEET
NAME: 𒃀𒀭𒂠𒍠𒁠𒇠𒇠𒀀
HEIGHT: 13m
WEIGHT: ???
CLASS: Extremely Dangerous
LOCATION: The Underworld
ABILITIES: Produces a high temperature energy and is capable of using it as a method of ranged attack. Armored Scales, sharp teeth and claws, tail is likewise a dangerous weapon. Intelligent. Amphibious, resistant to extreme climates.
WEAKNESSES: EMP effects can interfere with the creature’s energy attacks. Exposure to music or verse causes confusion that will make attacking easier. Angering it will cause the creature to fight more recklessly, leaving openings that can be exploited.
EXTRA NOTES: Exercise caution attacking the creature from behind, do not engage it should it enter water.
RIFT EFFECTS: Corruption, Sumerian Fever

█ █ █ ATTACHED PHOTO:



CW: GORE, LOSS OF LIMBS
The battle is savage, with Lucy and Gilgamesh delivering the strongest blows. Lucy’s attack lands early in the fight, and the confusion caused to the kaiju by Raidou and Taryon’s recitals coupled with Akagi, Donatello, and Dearka’s musical interference allows for a clean cut that removes the beast’s right arm! Thanks to Hunter’s ice magic, the beast is frozen solid in ice long enough for Kadaj to strike in deeply! Bravely, Muramasa allows Cagalli’s Akatsuki to throw him towards the kaiju like an angry sword wielding baseball. Capitalizing on Godzilla’s weakened legs Athrun seizes his tail and sends Godzilla tumbling to the ground. Nanami further unbalances the kaiju, allowing Gilgamesh to capitalize on this with his own attacks, the force of which knocks the kaiju hard enough that the tail rips right off!
END CW

This makes Godzilla very upset and sends him into a rampage! Thankfully, Aventurine’s falling poker chips keep everyone from the worst of the retributions. Aki, Vash, Lucy, Geto, and Shinn manage to land in attacks even as the continued damage leads to Godzilla charging his attack, the red glow from his mouth intensifying. All of those efforts give the perfect opening for Harumasa’s arrow to land a perfect hit! His arrow flies true, finding a gap in the scales of the kaiju's throat and delivering an electric shock into his body, sending the beast falling to the ground with that final decisive blow.

The kaiju manages to rise to his knees for a brief moment, so he can fire a final blast of red energy skyward, igniting the clouds and dispelling the storm. The majority of Rift Energy has been purged from his system. Fully spent, he collapses with the glow fading from his body. The spirits vanish, magma cools, and the path ahead clears.

Beyond this gate is an area of respite. A field of clay flowers and sculpted trees awaits, devoid of all life but providing a chance to rest and recover after their trials.

▶ 007. AFTERWORD.

Welcome to the 6th travel log but 8th kaiju log... We'll just call it the 8th kaiju log. As mentioned in the last mingle, the June event is a player plot in which the Outsiders have come together in order to resolve the present crisis.

In this event, all seven gates of the Underworld will have to be crossed and their guardians defeated! However, your character doesn’t need to play out going through every gate. They can let others deal with the earlier gates to focus on later gates. Though they are not featured in this log, Yzak, Bakugou, Hiyori and Ereshkigal will have their own trial/battle in the second log. It is possible to encounter them in this log if they have a top level and come to check on their fellow guardians protecting the earlier gates.

This event is longer than usual so please refer to the event breakdown below for summaries if necessary. Additional information may be provided in top levels of characters involved in the player plot planning.
EVENT BREAKDOWN/RECAP (CLICK TO EXPAND)
001. OUTSIDERS UNBOUND (TRAVEL) With none of the usual alarms or notifications, Outsiders are on their own in terms of figuring out the current crisis. Through the collective efforts of the Outsiders, they will have discovered a route to Ereshkigal and potentially the missing through Iraq. Outsiders are expected to find their own way to Kûr - the Underworld,whether with some help or through the data portal through Egypt.

002. KUR KIGAL With their arrival to the old city, Outsiders are provided shelter in the form of restored buildings that have been retro-fitted for their comfort. With food and shelter no longer a concern Dr. Masuda takes the Outsiders to the Temple of Ishtar where the trials await them deep in the tunnel and caves systems.

003. GATE OF GRAVE KEEPER In the first gate, Outsiders may find pitfall traps and strange gravestones with familiar names written on them. GallĂ» spirits can manifest as figures from characters' pasts and will try to convince characters to succumb to the effects of the Rift. Overcoming the trial and defeating Tsurumaru will allow Outsiders to pass to the next gate.

004. GATE OF REASON Outsiders must battle nauseating hallucinations and navigate a portal maze with dangerous traps and GallĂ» spirits. They can find portals that smell like chalk or sound like turning pages to reach the exit. Reaching the end and defeating Ratio will lead to the next gate.

005. GATE OF EXCISION Outsiders must work together to move throughout fissures, dangerous water, and trap buildings. They can encounter the missing scientists who are drugged to be berserk, stronger, and have more stamina. Defeating them and Silco will allow Outsiders to move on to the next gate.

006. GATE OF SURVIVAL Outsiders must climb up a staircase and fight Gallu spirits while avoiding energy blasts from Godzilla. The environment is very stormy and hot because of magma. Defeating the kaiju will allow Outsiders to move on the next gate but also provide them with a moment to rest and recover.


gimu: (pic#17089254)

[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-01 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ he is no boy, but neither is he a man; whatever choso is, it straddles the line between too many worlds, a piece of all but belonging to none. he shrugs it off like he has everything else he's left abandoned at the door to the underworld. ]

Yuji. He followed Bakugo down here. If you're here, so too must he.

[ such simple logic, simple lines connected. how laughable. but he's shoring up, look: the mark across his nose undulates, shifting until two more lines grow out of it like spilled ink to stretch up over his eyes. it's the only warning offered before choso darts at Silco, coming in low like he's looking to slip under the old man's blade and sink his own into that bony torso. ]
Edited (bony, not bone, all bone) 2025-06-01 06:58 (UTC)
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[personal profile] zauneyete 2025-06-01 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. How typical.

Silco didn't really, truly expect anyone to show up to find him, but being confronted for others is almost like rubbing acid on an open wound. He shouldn't be surprised, he isn't surprised, and yet, he's still insulted.
]

Oh yes, the boy. He's about.

[ Airily. Lightly. His lips tip into a smile. ] You d ——

[ Choso's already moving. While he tries to monologue, the man is moving, and Silco starts to dodge back. He's not fast, even with the blessing, but he is sturdy, and he knows how to use the blade he's holding.

He tries to knock it away, his other hand reaching for the gun in his holster, to shoot him point blank.
]
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-01 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ surely one of these other fine Outsiders would deign to humour Silco and his penchant for monologues, but alas, choso is not one of them. no, he's too busy trying to gut this little man, and finding himself surprised when his own blade is knocked aside. were it not for Red Scale blooming across his face and in his veins, perhaps the bullet meant for his head would have found its target, but curses don't play on even ground, and neither does choso. the boost to his own senses lets him follow the path of Silco's hand to holster, and as the blood knife in choso's hand splatters into nothing, he whips his left hand up like a shield.

the report of the gun is deafening, almost but not quite drowning out the shriek of metal when the bullet tears into the LILITH-grade alloy of choso's prosthetic. to his fortune, it lodges in the flexor-like fibres, coming to a smoking stop nestled between what stands in for his ulnar and radial bones. pretty nifty, these new limbs. it even bleeds, look: blood erupts out of the sparking 'wound' as if it were flesh, but rather than pour away, it forms up over the hand like a horrible, red glove, glistening in the fitful light of the chasm.

choso then promptly tries to drive his blood-coated palm up into Silco's chin. ]
zauneyete: (CORRUPTION | 10)

[personal profile] zauneyete 2025-06-01 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Silco has done very, Very little fighting since arriving here. He's avoided the simulation room, he's avoided most fighting during the kaiju attacks, and as a whole, he doesn't actually have a very solid reputation when it comes to fighting.

Now, despite that, the man is scrappy. Like a little violent rat that seems to be fine giving up something for an advantage. The shot rang out — his ears are ringing — but there's nothing to do about it, he can only focus on getting out of this situation with Choso, get some advantage — he doesn't want to call the boy unless he has to, especially since he clearly wants to see him. Silco isn't about to do that to Yuji.

The bullet lands, slides into non-flesh, and his lips twitch in annoyance. He's about to shoot again, but Choso is fast, too fast. He's a warrior where Silco is a desk jockey, and it shows. His chin gets the full force of his palm, but Choso will find that Silco's hand slashes up with the knife, aiming for the same forearm, trying to catch it in the motion.
]
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-01 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Silco’s blade joins the bullet with appalling ease, severing wires and fibre optics in that one calamitous slash. choso feels it when the knife slices through an important connector, feels when the whole damn limb shorts out and for an awful moment becomes little more than a dead weight hinged to his elbow. damn this little rat man and his knife.

rather than let all that good blood go to waste, chose jerks back as he swings his arm down, allowing the blood shell to splatter out in a red arc at Silco’s face. the world around them stinks of iron and copper; it keeps pouring, is the problem, it keeps on seeping out of choso’s ruined prosthetic just like it keeps spilling from the mark across his face.

behind him, a wall of arterial-red blood arcs up over them like a cresting by wave. for all of Silco’s trouble, choso brings a tsunami to a knife fight. unlike a tsunami, this one forms into spears the moment it hits its apex, and between one heartbeat and the other, each dreadful red spike begins to rain down on them. ]
Edited 2025-06-01 23:32 (UTC)
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[personal profile] zauneyete 2025-06-02 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ His lips peel into an overconfident smile, sharp and mean, pleased with the loss of limb. They all underestimated him, they always had. It's not surprising that they do, only an inevitability that seemed time and time again to surprise people, that he seemed to find a way to make it happen, to supercede the weaknesses that came from being a normal person in a sea of all these superpowered creatures.

The blood goes flying, Choso lets it spatter in an arc at his face, and It splashes across it in an arc, into his ever-open eye, it's already a sea of red. It looks even redder.

His lips peel back into a snarl, but the sea of red starts, and the first spear catches him in the thigh, slashing through the meat, not exactly a narrow cut, and he starts to step back, trying to predict and avoid.

But let's be real, he's one man. He did what he could and ——
]

Do you really want to meet him?

[ He hissed, before —— ]
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-02 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ here lies the problem with being an amalgamate entity: choso's blood is intrinsically, calamitously incompatible with human life. a cursed spirit was never meant to cross into the world of the living, never meant to interact with it, but the impossible nature of his birth and incarnation has inflicted the world with his existence and all its irreconcilable differences. poison runs through choso's veins, every blood cell and unit of plasma rendered toxic to living things.

that same blood paints Silco's eye a deeper red; it punctures Silco's flesh, so fresh and so warm from unnatural veins that it almost burns where it makes contact. it rains down like arrows, sharpened to impossible points to crack into the ground, chasing Silco's every step. ]


Yes.

[ snarled in return, all teeth and narrowed eyes. here in this dire chasm, two beasts clash with one another. ]
zauneyete: (CORRUPTION | 11)

Cw: eye stuff lmao

[personal profile] zauneyete 2025-06-02 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ To a lesser man, the poison would likely infect the swath across his face — into his eye. To a lesser man, it would mingle with the blood and ripple and corrupt the flesh, chewing away at it. To a lesser man, it would leave an open, festering wound. But Choso's blood instead mingles with the toxins of the pilt, already chewing at flesh. He already microdoses shimmer, and it's already constantly working to keep his eye functioning, despite the layers constantly deteriorating. Despite his body fighting the infection eternally.

Choso's blood mingles with a persistent infection. What it does... It's fighting kur's blessing and his own medications, but he staggers at the force of it. The burn.
]

Very well — [ He hissed, still fighting the pain, the burn, still trying to avoid the arrows but there are so many. ]

Yuji, deal with this one.

[ He doesn't yell it, but he expects him to come all the same. He's probably watching, after all. ]
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[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-02 09:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ The sound of Yuji appearing out of nowhere hits, and in a moment he is in front of Silco.

This time, he recognises Choso. He knows him as the creature from before, trying to hurt his sensei, knows him for his blood and his strength. There’s no other real recognition in his eyes beyond that, a stoicism that’s frightening and dangerous in equal measure. Yuji doesn’t know about brotherhood. Not anymore.

Striding forward, he lifts his hands and summons the blood from Silco’s body, wavering a little as he drags it off. He’s still not good at this, but he’s been practicing - he’s doing his best.

He has to keep them safe.

He can’t let anyone else die.

It will break him.

Tilting his head, he frowns at Choso. ]


Didn’t I warn you already?
Edited 2025-06-02 09:49 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-02 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ again. again, choso's blood sings a horrible dirge, again his heart flutters because again his brother is here, here and here and alive and so wrong it hurts to behold. the blood splattered on Silco doesn't even resist, it answers to the boy's call as easily as if it were Yuji's own.

if there was a hell, this was it. this right here, never mind the underworld and its pantheons. nothing else could twist the knife so much as this.

choso doesn't even notice when his own hands come up to smear his own blood up his face, flesh fingers tangling into hair, the dead weight of the prosthetic dragging down his left cheek to leave scratches and streaks down his neck. ]


Yuji... Yuji. You did, but I can't. Your big brother can't leave this.
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[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-02 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
You're not.

[ Yuji shifts his stance, adjusting his weight, expression tight.

Why does this hurt so much?

Why does he want to cry?

Why do his bones ache, why do his hands shake, why are his teeth burning - ]


I don't have a brother, and I gave you a chance to choose properly. There's no time for second chances.

[ That's what they said.

If Choso won't accept

- if he won't listen -

if he won't follow -

then he has to -

Yuji leaps, fist raised, to go for the gut. ]
Edited 2025-06-02 19:42 (UTC)
gimu: (pic#17887385)

1/2

[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-02 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ poor Silco, little shriveled man, forgotten already in the face of choso's personal hell. perhaps it's for the best; with choso's attention now fixated on Yuji, he's stopped trying to punch holes in Silco's wiry little body, has all but banished the poisonous little creature from his mind.

the wave of red that had loomed over them undulates, shudders in the air like a veil caught in the wind. blood forms again into spears, jagged-ended spikes that shiver in the air for but a moment before they plunge down, intent on skewering the boy before he ever makes it close enough to land and they-- ]
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2/2 cw: here there be violence & injury

[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-02 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ they stop dead in midair.

Yuji's fist sinks into choso's gut with an appalling ease. an explosion of agony that whites out his vision for one breathless moment, that shorts all of him out for three, white-hot seconds. the force of it is such that it sends choso skidding back three full metres, and it is only by grace of his own strength that choso manages to keep to his feet even when he doubles over to retch up a burst of blood and bile.

blood spatters to the ground around them in a terrible rain; the sheet above has broken down, falling back to the earth harmlessly, uselessly, painting them both in oxidizing red. ]
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cw: jjk spoilers, cannibalism refs, suicide ideation

[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-02 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Somewhere inside Yuji’s soul, something shatters.

Choso’s blood sings to him, and something rattles in his rotten, wounded mind.

You were there when I needed someone the most.

That’s enough.


Glittering holograms. The taste of blood and flesh on his tongue. The desire to join them, to be eaten, consumed, taken, ruined. The wish to be -

Choso is -

Why isn’t Yuji dead too? Isn’t that the role he was born to play?

Your father
 Scars on his head—

And -

and


Thank you, Yuji. Thank you for being my little brother -

Fingers, covered in Choso’s blood, flex.

In his own blood, the corruption wars. It surges. It takes that pain and manipulates it. If he’d just agreed.

You’re like your father. You’re twisted. You hurt the people you love. You deserve to -


He lowers his hand. ]


Are you listening? Join us, or leave.
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-02 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it takes effort to respond, it takes too fucking long. his lungs heave for breath between wet, retching coughs, and every time his mouth tries to form a word, it's too thick with blood and spittle to hold. though choso remains on his feet, it takes an aching moment before he can pull himself upright.

Yuji's gotten more powerful, but is it his own strength at play here, or the Rift? ]


I khhhuh-- can't leave without you. I won't leave without you.

[ he has made it this far. he cannot give up now. he cannot go back without Yuji. he cannot leave his brother here in this wretched place, stuck with twisted-up people like Ratio and Silco. not even with Bakugo, not even with Ereshkigal.

another cough, another splatter of whatever was left in choso's stomach. ]


This is killing you, Yuji. This place will kill you; you have to come home.
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[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-02 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
You don’t have to. You could come with me, like sensei offered.

[ Yuji knows he won’t take it.

He knows this isn’t right. But


He flexes his fingers. He stretches his arms. He sighs.

He prepares. ]


I don’t want to hurt you. Not if I don’t need to. I’m not like that.
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-03 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ it is so tempting, isn't it? to let go of his current obligations and just go with Yuji, to follow him into the dark.

choso can't lie, not to himself, not to anyone else: he wants to. he wants to so badly, it's an ache, it's like a hook pulling at his bones from the centre of his chest, but he can't. he can't, because if he gives it up now, he will be letting down more than just LILITH; Raidou, Kadaj, Geto, Lucy, Bakugo, Yuji, all of them, each and every one of them. giving up meant throwing away these people who meant so much and their beliefs, their wants, their goals. giving up meant leaving Raidou alone. giving up meant breaking his promise with Kadaj. meant spitting on Bakugo's creed, meant abandoning Lucy and Nyuu, meant letting down Geto after all his advice.

Yuji, in his right mind, would never want this. of this, choso is certain.

spitting out a last glob of blood, choso settles into stance, achingly familiar; one hand outstretched, eyes forward, body slanted aside to minimize himself as a target. ]


I know you aren't. But I can't go, Yuji. Forgive me, but I cannot follow you now. I promised I always would, but I cannot.

[ one broken promise to protect the rest. the price hardly seems worth it, but Yuji, he belonged under the sun, not deep in the earth, dancing to the wretched tunes of things like Ratio and Silco. ]

I'm bringing you home whether you're ready to go or not.
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[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-03 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Then you're a liar too. I should've known.

[ Something hurts.

Little brothers eventually surpass their big brothers.

That doesn't mean the big brother has to disappear.

Fingers twitch in time with his heartbeat, an off-tempo beat that makes him lurch, his throat tight.

It's easy to slide into the fighting stance, arms raised, ready to throw more punches. Instinctively, he thinks he will win, he will overcome this enemy as he has others, that nothing will stand between him and what is ahead of him, but why does it feel so bad?

Why is his stomach twisting in knots?

His heel grinds, his body adjusts, and his lips curl into something savage. ]


Try your best.
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-03 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ -you’re a liar, too.

he can’t argue this; he is. choso, he is weak, foolish. a pathetic creature, neither human nor curse. too weak to defeat the corrupted on his own, too weak to keep Yuji from running away, too weak to keep his own brothers alive. too weak to forgive the men who let this happen to Yuji. ]


Come home.

[ he moves in time with his heartbeat, still one second and gone the next to dart in and close. the dead weight of his left arm snaps out in a feint, dead circuits letting the wrist swing out. beat. choso follows up, swings his living hand up with fingers curled, intent on driving the heel of his palm into Yuji’s chest.

it is dark down in this cavern and its decrepit docks, but every other heartbeat he swears he sees it all under flickering cyan and magenta fluorescents. ]
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[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-05 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Arms fly up immediately to cross over his chest and block the palm, the echo of his body instinctively bracing itself against the force of Choso's hit. It's all natural to Yuji now, the months he had spent with his brother at home, the days of practice and training in the preparation to fight Sukuna himself.

Yuji has that advantage over his brother now. ]


I am home.

[ Summoning his own strength, Yuji twists, pushing forward to fling a volley of his own hit towards Choso, without hesitation. ]
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-06 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Yuj--

[ even back then, choso had been barely a step ahead. even back then, Yuji's only lack was experience against something that straddled the worlds like choso did. had he come at Yuji after Mahito had, history may have taken a different turn.

as it is, Yuji's strength already eclipses choso's own. it comes too quick, too hard; choso must brace for something he cannot dodge, and when Yuji's fist hits, the dual nature of it cracks through his already-shoddy guard to slam his raised arms against his ribs, sending him skidding back several feet. ]
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[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-07 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yuji was never taught to fight, never learned martial arts in the way others might - it's all his body moving to push forward, to use all his limbs and his power to protect what he has decided is his own. It's not just the corrupt outsides - it's the particular ones that had been taken, the ones that mean so much to him. Silco, Ratio, Bakugo; his need to protect them comes before all else.

His mind doesn't remember Choso.

His blood has forgotten.

There's no moment to pause; Yuji slams after Choso immediately, mustering his strength to start to beat into him, to bulldoze him with the influx of his punches. ]
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cw: boys fighting, bleeding, agonizing

[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-07 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ fighting back was easy; what choso lacked in technique he made up for in strength and speed, his fists themselves paling in comparison to the blood in his body, always seething. fighting back was life and cursed energy, was the beat of his own heart guiding the arterial-hot waves of his blood in battle to rend steel as easily as mortal flesh. in every clash from the moment he came to Neo-Tokyo until now, choso had given every fight his all, fought until the weight of his own limbs felt like stones.

now, it is all he can do to defend himself.

Yuji pushes choso back in agonizing increments; a left hook drives choso back a step, right jab buckling his guard before Yuji’s haymaker slams into the dead weight of choso’s broken prosthesis, snapping it back without resistance to crash into the side of his head. this sends him reeling away with a gasp, blinking wide and stupid against the sudden wash of his blood pouring out of the shallow gash in his temple. red splatters across the docks before it peels away from the rotting wood, the oozing blood of his wound peels away from choso’s face like a vinyl sticker to form into a dire series of orbs that wreath his head like a horrible writhing halo.

but he doesn’t use them. ]


Yuji! Enough!

[ it’s as much a command as it is a plea, a fucking hope for something brighter and warmer to spark under the cold curse of Ereshkigal’s hell.

blood continues to pour from wound and curse mark both, forming a blanket of red over the both of them like a looming wave before twisting into gleaming red points like spears, and still choso does not use them. ]


Yuji!
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[personal profile] eyescar 2025-06-07 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yuji is mindless, brainless, lost in the rage and the determination of the monster that he could have been. If he hadn't had his grandfather, if he hadn't had love and affection in his youth. He could've been a curse, born with a monster inside of him ready to come alive, but he hadn't... But now that's been stripped away, and all that lies inside him is the need to protect, to make sure that the people he was poisoned with are safe and taken care of.

He's coated in blood, like a second skin, staining his face, his clothes, it feels as if it's all he can see or smell. He is a creature made of violence, of the need to hurt, and he walks after Choso, hearing his cries and thinking nothing of them.

Not at first.

But -

Yuji.

Yuji
.

He stutters to a halt, hands hanging by his body, his eyes flickering for a moment before he breathes out. One arm lifts, rubbing dirt and blood from his face, and he tilts his head, expression tight, confused, lost, hurt -

who

am

I?


Shaking his head, he swallows. ]


Get out of here.
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[personal profile] gimu 2025-06-07 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I can’t.

[ and it’s a sob, thick with blood, wrenching out of his heaving lungs, it runs roughshod to leave his throat feeling tight and raw in its wake.

look at him, choso. look at him. drenched in your blood, it’s the only colour left to him; he’s been drained so thoroughly. look at him, empty-eyed and hollow and hating. hating you, choso. you, who left your ruinous blood in Tsurumaru; you who spit poison at Ratio’s feet; you who filled Silco with blood and injury and still might be had Yuji not come to save him from you.

one year here was not enough, will never be enough to change what you are at the core of you:

curse. ]


Not without you.
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