I wrote this after I had played V's route and was feeling melancholy about the nonexistence of Saeran's route.
Disclaimer: I claim nothing except the emotions expressed throughout this poem.
Mystic Messenger
Ciel Vongola
The blonde is cute and innocent.
The redhead is way too mischievous.
The woman too serious.
What is wrong with these characters?
I get close to one
And then find out part of the truth.
Rika becomes a hated name,
A name associated with insanity
And pain.
Then I see him.
Breaking through my-her window.
I want to help him.
But I am on another route.
No going back.
Good end.
I smile and feel accomplished.
Let's complete another route.
The cat-obsessed one or the cat-opposed?
I've finished.
I've done all the routes.
Even the newly released.
The bad ends are all that is left.
Should I leave her with her happy ending?
He still isn't happy.
She sees this.
The urge to try again is great.
(Is that her or me?)
The button is constantly hovering, waiting.
So tempting.
Reset.
He still doesn't have a route.
I can- no.
I am not her.
She can save him.
They don't know me.
Only her.
I am only the player.
But I'll wait.
I will make her
Save him.
The underdog acquired an ending.
Why can't he?
I can't get any more invested.
I am real.
They are characters in a dating game.
Requited love is impossible.