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Kid felt himself floating. He didn't know why, but he felt so light. He was confused as he floated in this dark abyss. There was something waiting for him, but he didn't know what. He looked at every corner until a bright light blinded him.
He squinted and looked at the the bright light. He reached his hand forward and-
"He is going to be alright, right Stein?"
That voice.
"Of course he is. He's your son remember? Although, it may take some time for him to recover, even with his Reaper healing abilities"
That voice too.
"Sir, you should be resting as well. You didn't get away from that battle unscratched either"
That voice is gentle.
"I know Maka. But, I am worried more about Kiddo than my own injuries. They can wait and you need to be resting as well young lady"
That voice again. It's so warm and comforting to hear.
"Sir, you really should be laying down at least"
That voice sounded familiar. They all sounded familiar. So very familiar.
The familiar voice huffed and I felt the thing I was lying on dip next to me.
"Are you happy now Death Scythe?"
The voice was annoyed but they felt very warm.
"Uh...not exactly what I had in mind ya know"
"Mehhh. My son. My rules. So deal with it"
Huh? I'm the voice's son?
The warmth next to me went away and I was a little sad. The voice spoke again and it was sadder.
"Besides, my precious baby boy wouldn't be like this if I were stronger. Had I dealt with Asura more differently in the Death Room. Had I actually been stronger to take him down during the Anniversary party. Then neither Kiddo nor the rest of us would be here right now."
The silence that followed afterwords could be cut with a knife. The voice was sad and felt regretful.
"Sir, it was my fault. Had I not left your side we could've dealt with him at the party"
The guilt was in the air and it brought a tension in the room.
"No, if we're putting the blame on people it should be me"
"Stein"
"Had we dealt with Medusa a lot faster. We could've helped Kid and Black*Star defeat Eureka and Free and stopped them from reviving the Kishin"
Suddenly a growl was heard and a stern but concerned voice spoke up.
"Alright enough! We don't need to be playing the blame game. It was no ones fault. If something was done differently, then it wouldn't even matter. The fact of the matter is that we're all alive, injured but alive. So shut yer mouths and stop playin the blame game"
"You're right Liz. I'm sorry and thank you"
Liz...my weapon and that other voice...it was...DAD! Suddenly I feel so much more heavier and dizzier. The light was coming closer. I covered my eyes and felt myself being engulfed by the light.
I tried to open my eyes, but they felt really heavy. I winced and felt the pain in my chest. I struggled to open my eyes and somehow did it without making any noises. I turned my head slightly and saw my dad's back. I struggle to lift my hand up and I eventually did it and reached out to tug on his sleeve.
At how fast he turned his head, I'm surprised that he didn't get whiplash. I saw the emotions flicker in his eyes until they eventually filled with water and he gently laid himself on me. I brought my hand up and patted his back.
"I'm alright Dad"
I turned my eyes and saw everyone else with tears in their eyes. I grimaced a little as I felt my dad shaking with the tears that he was letting out. It was rare to see my dad show emotions, but when he did he went a little overboard.
"Papa, stop, you're getting to be really *huff* embarrassing and its sort of *huff* hard to breath with you on me"
The elder Reaper sat up again with crocodile tears in his eyes and on his face. He looked at his son with a sort of authority in his eyes and voice as he spoke.
"I'm your father and you're injured. I'm allowed to do this young man"
Kid huffed lightly and let his Dad fuss over him. He watched the older God move around the room, before looking out the window and smiling at the thought of their rekindled future.