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Lights Out

Heathcliff? ???
Why...do you all want to stand in my way?!
No sinner ever comes out of battles unscathed. This one proved to be far, far more difficult for everyone. Each loop was another bash of the skull. Even being returned anew starts feeling hopeless when you come back to die again.
All else was down. Split apart, gashes everywhere. Save for Kiya, who relentlessly defends his Manager. His body is already shaking.
But his scowl remained, as did his spirit.
This Heathcliff was near his limit too. Being in your limit however did not mean he grew any weaker. When Kiya swings his weapon, the Heathcliff still manages to block the attack.
Kiya 替紋
I don't know...what you have been through...
Kiya 替紋
And I won't ever know...your pain...
Kiya 替紋
Still, I won't...hrgh...
Heathcliff? ???
Nobody will ever understand the grief that consumes me!
Heathcliff? ???
Especially not...YOU!!!
Overpowering Kiya, the other Heathcliff pins him onto the ground, bashing every other part of his body. The spikes pierce through the flesh, painfully so, and the sinner cries out in pain.
Heathcliff? ???
You, who opened up a path for this Heathcliff...
Heathcliff? ???
Who...gave him a chance to accept...everything...
Heathcliff? ???
I will drag your soul back into Hell, even if it means...
Kiya's vision begins to blur. Blood pools underneath him yet his body refuses to shut down at all. Just what did this Heathcliff mean with those words...?
Kiya 替紋
Please...
That was the only word he can muster, unable to continue his sentence. Giving a chance? Opening up a path?
He thought to himself that there was no way he really was that important to such a point.
Just when he swears he can at least let out a laugh, his eyes close...yet his ears continue to listen.
Heathcliff REVENGE
GET AWAY FROM HIM!!!
The sounds of metal, clashing against metal...and the shouts of his friend, whom he loved.
Heathcliff REVENGE
I won't let you take ANYONE away!! He and I, we made a promise-!
Heathcliff REVENGE
YOU HEAR ME?!
Every part of Kiya wished he could open his eyes. Fading in and out of consciousness, he can only gather hints of what was going on.
Not even the intense beating brought forth from pure wrath was able to encourage some kind of movement.
Did he really mean so much that this identity would strive to end his life specifically?
What a foolish way to think.
He couldn't make out the words anymore.
Heathcliff? ???
....is why... I must... every Heathcliff...every world...
Heathcliff? ???
....would have...done...the same...
As Kiya draws out his last breath for this evening, he swears that even through the numbness of his body that he could feel Heathcliff trying to shake him up. It was no use.
Heathcliff REVENGE
Get up! Hey! You were holding on so tight! Come on, get up...
Heathcliff REVENGE
We're not done...We're not...
Being tied to their Manager, Kiya could very much come back. Good as new, or so it was told.
It wasn't over—Quite far from it, even—Yet still, with the hopelessness of it all, he couldn't help but shed one last tear.