A/N: just a quick drabble to get me started on .hack fanfiction. this one's based on .hack//G.U. and the tail end of .hack//Roots...
it's the first of plenty, don't worry.
...i wrote this while i was sitting trapped in church. getting MIND RAPED.
...enjoy :D
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When he was young Makoto who is Ovan and regrets everything and nothing (and doesn't plan on atoning for any of it anytime soon) belonged to a religion. This religion told of a God that loved all people, of a Son who forgave all sins, of a place where all the good people went when they died to be happy forever.
When he looks at Haseo, now, as he watches him grow, now, as he turns away from the light knowing Haseo will follow- he wonders, the thought flitting through his mind like a sparrow in the rain; he wonders, if he asked that God or that Son to save him, would they?
And then he shakes his head, closing his eyes momentarily, before turning his gaze to the horizon he knows full well isn't really there, wishing ruefully that he could still believe.