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[toremainbehind]

Who: Izumo and Mikoto
When: June 26
Where: HOMRA | Ra’s Temple
What: Izumo regains his memories of Anna. Mikoto decides to offer whatever comfort he can.
Warnings:…Potential heartbreak?


[It just came to him one morning.

It came at him almost as if he was hit by a train.

Memories of a young girl, a child - no, not a child - but with a pair of ruby red eyes and silver hair. She was young, still young, and there’s a rush of fondness that came over him.

But along with that fondness came a rush of guilt.

Izumo woke up in cold sweat, and even now as he stands at the bar, hands clutching at the counter, those memories are still rushing at him. He closes his eyes, hand reaching up to cover half his face as he struggles to these sudden images.

Anna.

She was someone he held dear, someone he’s looked out for and held even as he watched her stare up at the sky, glittered with red.

And he had come to rescue her from—from what? But then the memories keep on rushing until the last thing he remembers is her enshrouded in the Red Aura, gaining an uncontrollable power.

King.

Izumo’s own Aura flares uncontrollably to the point where he couldn’t rein it in anymore and it envelops everything in the bar, shooting up and blasting holes into the ceiling.]

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[ Izumo's initial unease penetrated through the layers of sleep like a blade. When unease turned to confusion, golden eyes snapped open and he pushed himself up. He was below the bar, in the basement when it happened. Izumo, his shinki, suddenly spiraled out of control the rush of memories releasing a dam of emotions that shot straight through their bond hitting the monotone god like a bullet.

Sorrow, anger, pain, guilt. They all melted together creating a concoction of toxic emotions that speared him straight through the shoulder. Blight. It carved through his flesh in jagged lines of agony. Mikoto stumbled to his knees, clutching his blighted shoulder even as he tried to force himself back up to reach Izumo. But the pain was too much and his control too perilous. With the full force of his shinki's guilt riding him, the Red King lost control. The molten sea erupted from him exploding in every direction, incinerating the basement within moments before rushing up the stairs and shattering every window, melting every bottle. Red filled Ra's temple in the dead of night erupting from the ceiling like a volcano spewing ash in a single show of power. ]