How can someone have something yet not? Perhaps that is the slipping sand he felt earlier. Had he transformed his own belongings, emotions, and treasures into this himself? Or had he just made a castle of sand and thought it was as strong as a true one.
A lil voice acting clip I did of Ruki calling Yuuichi while he is on a walk:
"Yuuichi? Are you there?"
"Ahโฆ Voice mail, huh?"
"Well, it can't be helped."
"Areโฆ you wondering what I'm doing?"
"I'm simply on a walk. Isn't that obvious?"
"The fall weather is perfect, you see."
"The sound of walking over the fallen leaves relaxes me."
"Soon, the rain will change to snowโฆ"
"How strange."
"Even though the seasons pass on, I still do not change."
"But when I look at the night sky, I feel strangely at ease."
.....
"What are you doing? When a master calls for his servant, it's only expected he responds."
"Good grief."
"No, it's nothing."
"That is all."
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This is based on a written roleplay I did with @kisekisnow (who owns the OC Yuuichi).
Inspired by my roleplay with dreamfreaks (Instagram) and her character Rin Yamada. To quote:
In an abstract sense, Rin had just given Ruki the key to unlocking her chest, pulling whatever webbed rope that came out to unveil her insides. This web had all of her threaded up, as though she were trapped, yet was made from her own body and soul. Nothing was more appetizing to Ruki.
"I thought so." He confessed in a short, resolute short breath. It was as though a wave of chilly air was blasted through his mind, cooling him off and removing whatever black demon he had summoned in his mind.
"You're staying with me. Do you understand." The Mukami was certain in every way he had her at this point. It would seem even his need for immediate violence had subsided. This crisp clarity proved that strong. But yet, releasing her neck, his eyes widened in a bit of a manic look. His usual smile was kept, the contrast to what was above being very unsettling.
You're mine.