the flames only burn what ichiban wants them to burn—throné and baiken are safe, no matter how brilliantly the fire rages on, no matter how much they care or do not care about their own lives at the moment. to the two of them, the only thing they'll feel is a comfortable warmth as ichiban blazes through the grotesque apple viscera in his pursuit of its heart.
with his katana ablaze, he slices, he dices, he makes the world's most disgusting apple pie out of this stupid piece of fruit. ]
By which I mean yeah, he destroys this asshole apple, throwing bits of rotten fruit and pulp everywhere as he seeks the apple's heart. A golden glow begins to emanate from its hollow, disgusting corpse.
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[ we know, ichiban.
the flames only burn what ichiban wants them to burn—throné and baiken are safe, no matter how brilliantly the fire rages on, no matter how much they care or do not care about their own lives at the moment. to the two of them, the only thing they'll feel is a comfortable warmth as ichiban blazes through the grotesque apple viscera in his pursuit of its heart.
with his katana ablaze, he slices, he dices, he makes the world's most disgusting apple pie out of this stupid piece of fruit. ]
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By which I mean yeah, he destroys this asshole apple, throwing bits of rotten fruit and pulp everywhere as he seeks the apple's heart. A golden glow begins to emanate from its hollow, disgusting corpse.
(A corpse in which Throné will find no sign of Temenos whatsoever. Nothing but his head.)
As that glow brightens, they can just barely see a gold branch-
Before it flashes, disorienting them, and the next time they open their eyes is somewhere else entirely.]