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This was written for
threesentenceficathon's 2024 ficathon, responding to the prompt any visual novel/otome game, any, bad ending; it's actually my second fill for this prompt, because I felt bad that my first fill for it wasn't actually three sentences in length.
Title: Red Lycorises Blooming
Fandom: Virche Evermore
Characters/Pairing: Yves/Ceres, focusing on Yves
Rating: R (suicide, blood, major character death; generally depressing)
Summary: "We can live together forever as food for the lycorises..." Set in the "Crimson Lycoris" despair ending on Yves's route.
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"We can live together forever as food for the lycorises," Yves says through his tears, and a moment later he's sinking his own blade into his neck, causing several more of his precious lycoris noirges to bloom red with his blood.
His corpse falls into the patch of lycorises that had already turned red, where the woman he loves is buried into the earth as a sacrifice for the sake of the rest of the island; his arm is laid out as if to embrace her in death, and his blood continues to pour out and seep into the ground, nourishing the flowers as if mirroring a legend from a faraway land.
At least Ceres doesn't have to be lonely here now.
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As always, comments and constructive criticism are both welcome and appreciated.
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Title: Red Lycorises Blooming
Fandom: Virche Evermore
Characters/Pairing: Yves/Ceres, focusing on Yves
Rating: R (suicide, blood, major character death; generally depressing)
Summary: "We can live together forever as food for the lycorises..." Set in the "Crimson Lycoris" despair ending on Yves's route.
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"We can live together forever as food for the lycorises," Yves says through his tears, and a moment later he's sinking his own blade into his neck, causing several more of his precious lycoris noirges to bloom red with his blood.
His corpse falls into the patch of lycorises that had already turned red, where the woman he loves is buried into the earth as a sacrifice for the sake of the rest of the island; his arm is laid out as if to embrace her in death, and his blood continues to pour out and seep into the ground, nourishing the flowers as if mirroring a legend from a faraway land.
At least Ceres doesn't have to be lonely here now.
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As always, comments and constructive criticism are both welcome and appreciated.