I have died peacefully without regrets.
I died a happy man, successful business lovely wife, two adorable kids and I even died of old age.
And yet I was reborn.
I was reborn as Makoto Arisato.
An individual with a twin brother and two loving parents.
Yet I was not pleased… When I had understood my situation… I cried and no amount of comforting could stop me.
Death separated people… And the fact that I would be unable to see my wife and kids again is to put me through the five stages of grief…
For a moment I have considered taking my life to finally get the peace that… Logically anyone that has experienced death would seek.
But there was one individual that stopped me and that was my younger twin brother, Minato Arisato.
Looking at him chasing after me as I crawled and when I ruffled his blue hair he cooed and ruffled my red hair caused me to be overwhelmed with nostalgia and love that rivalled that for my own kids.
I have decided I would live for him.
But one particular accident have changed everything.
And explosion have caused the death of our parents and amidst Minato's sobbing I saw a certain yellowed haired android jumping out a building.
I remembered a boy…
A boy who climbed a tower with his friends.
A boy who fought his way through full moons.
A boy who endured the universe.
A boy who stopped death.
A boy who saved the world.
A boy who died for the world.
I ran forward to hid him from the android's view… and I felt immense pain as I felt Death being sealed inside me…
I have decided I would die for him.
As I fell unconscious I would see a blue butterfly soar into the night sky…
So this is just going to be kind of a drabble fic since i really have no interest in going into too much details...
Basically this is my mind dump since I can't stop thinking about Persona 3
