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[strangerpeople]

FINAL TRIAL

[When the doors open, the killed also find themselves allowed into the Room of Reckoning as well. And - similar to the living - they, too, have a table, with their own names and places and sitting pillows. They, too, receive the note on their phones with a ping.

The dead, however, have something else that the living do not have.

They can see that there is someone sitting on the gold pillow by the stairs.]

Comments

[katsufemmefatale]

This someone you know... could they be a Composer, feeling the way I do? Could they really do this?

[strangerpeople]

[She nods.]

That’s right. You would be surprised, the power you have.

...

[She pauses, as if realizing, then turns red in embarrassment.]

I’m starting to sound like them....

[katsufemmefatale]

[Yuuri just shakes his head slowly. It's hard to imagine himself as a savior of the world he and Victor call home.

Victor, maybe. But not dime-a-dozen Yuuri Katsuki.

Then again, how many people would not only forgive their own murderer, but try to befriend them, too?]