[All Arthur can see ahead of him, when he receives this vision, are the legs of some dining chairs and a table. They're set upon some simple flooring, and everything should be at least vaguely familiar as objects one would find in any of the Houses here in the City. It's just not likely that Arthur's seen them from this angle before.
He's lying on the floor, the world spinning and growing dark around the edges, before it grows dark in front of him as well.
The darkness sprouts eyes, two pinpricks of light in the void. And yet, somehow, this presence isn't upsetting at all to the man Arthur's seeing through.
He'll feel his - Nanaki's - mouth draw into a smile, the last seconds and gasps of effort of a dying man.]
...I'm... sorry, Nageki. I... I failed... you... again.
[The void does not blink. Its response comes in the voice of a young boy, unfamiliar to Arthur but the only voice in the world that mattered to Nanaki in the end.
"I knew you would."
The eyes fade, the world goes truly dark, and Nanaki breathes his last. So ends the vision.]
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birbvision, 1/?, at some point during or just after Trial 1
Date: 2020-02-14 05:33 pm (UTC)He's lying on the floor, the world spinning and growing dark around the edges, before it grows dark in front of him as well.
The darkness sprouts eyes, two pinpricks of light in the void. And yet, somehow, this presence isn't upsetting at all to the man Arthur's seeing through.
He'll feel his - Nanaki's - mouth draw into a smile, the last seconds and gasps of effort of a dying man.]
...I'm... sorry, Nageki. I... I failed... you... again.
[The void does not blink. Its response comes in the voice of a young boy, unfamiliar to Arthur but the only voice in the world that mattered to Nanaki in the end.
"I knew you would."
The eyes fade, the world goes truly dark, and Nanaki breathes his last. So ends the vision.]