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He sits there, with an amused look on his face. He swings his legs back and forth, sitting atop the branch, rather high up in one of the very many large trees. It's very possible, I think, that he could have been listening to our entire exchange.

I was disoriented and couldn't realize he had been talking to me throughout my stupor.

"… of Breath." He spoke.

"Uh-er, I'm sorry?" I retort.

"That's what your title is! Witch of Breath." He says with a smile.

"Thank you?" I express with uncertainty. Muteness washes over the company. In the odd case off events, I try to pipe up. Nishiki and Hinami had similar ideas. When we try to voice our thoughts, it all comes out in a jumble of ers and uhs and other cut short phrases. We look to each other almost as if we were seeking help. Feeling as though the situation is especially precarious, I falteringly speak up.

"Why… why are you here exactly? Or… a better question yet, how?" I look down, avoiding his gaze, "What's happening, honestly."

He looks back at us, confusion flashing in his soft grey eyes, as if he didn't expect the question. However, only for a moment, quickly replaced with an affable smile.

"Well, I'm here as apart of the game, you see. How? Significantly, it isn't really an important matter. I have a feeling I wouldn't be able to tell you even if it was, not that it matters in the slightest, as I assured you." He jumps down from his perch and faces me. "What's happening, is that you, and your friends, are in the game of Sburb."

Nishiki snorts at the comment.

"We know that." He impatiently says.

"Do you? Know what it entails, I should clarify. You all seem rather calm for knowing what's truly at stake." Kaneki, or he who looks very similar to Kaneki says, glaring at Nishiki quizzically.

The situation is fairly difficult to grasp, let alone have words to suffice for the predicament. As a result, a hush again became apparent.

"Considering your apparent stupor, I could suppose you need some help understanding the details." He sits down upon the floor. "You all know how you entered the game, correct?" We nod or heads almost in sync. "You remember the premise of the game that you had begun to play that fateful day, affirmative?" I look at him to continue, not sure exactly of a definite answer. I should assume that applies to the rest of the group, as nobody speaks up.

"Well, your game session has essentially triggered the end of the world. You could infer that from the beginning of this game." He says calmly. We all are silent, rather surprised to say the least.

"Does that mean, as inferred from the beginning of the game, the meteors previously shown are currently destroying our planet?" Hinami asks, concern leaking from her voice.

"And that your father is dead?" He laughs. "No, those detail are withheld until and if you fail you session." We look back at him. This isn't right, if this were Kaneki, he wouldn't be treating us like friendly strangers, nor say words so insensitive when he knew otherwise.

I supposed he sensed the distraught resonating from the group, as he speaks up reassuringly.

"But if you wish to make yourselves happier, that isn't all there is to the game. If you win and survive your session, you get a universe of your own. One to customize to your fancy!"

"So that's what our purpose here is? How exactly do we do that!? What about everyone else on the planet?" Nishiki says in a crescendo of speech.

"There lives are essentially in your hands." The fairly dresses man replies.

"How can that be, when other people can start a session of Sburb? What if others fail their sessions and others win? What then?" I inquiry. He replies with a soft, yet every present amicable smile.

"Easy, The only people who can start or join this session of Sburb, in this universe, are those who have encountered your time streams. The reason for that being to prevent exactly what you mentioned. That's what I'd suppose anyway, the origins of the game are a mystery, no matter what universe it appears in."

"Then different universes exist as well? Being a fact?"

"Why yes! The creation of your universe was the result of a successful session after all. I've theorized that all universes could have come from one original universe, after all it is entirely possible."

This struck me. Not only the information that some people would surely kill to know, but the idea that someone had created us, detailed us, in the way they wanted. What other reason would they have for doing this other than their entertainment? A world with ghouls is nothing to marvel or pride.

Then a thought struck me. One I was surprised I had never thought to bring up prior or elaborate on.

"How do you know all this?" I say. His familiar smile bothers me to an extent.

"I'm apart of the game as I mentioned earlier." He replies with patience. Nishiki and Hinami listen with interest. I continue in an interview-like manner

"How does that work? You can't be implying that you come from a different universe, would you?" I inquiry. Knowing whether or not this is truly Kaneki would be rather important, I presume. He answers me with slight hesitation.

"I only have a vague idea where I come from, but again as I mentioned earlier, it isn't an important matter." he spoke. This intrigues me. Without thinking, I speak.

"It's important to you." Before he replies he tilts his head uncomfortably, his oddly colored hair bobbing with the motion.

"But not to you." He finishes. I should've expected that answer. In a way, however, it's absolutely infuriating. I sigh in attempt to calm myself.

"True enough", I agree. Hinami worriedly mumbles something behind me. The mysterious look-a-like notices the comment.

"What was that?" He says "It's okay, you can ask me anything. I'd be happy to elaborate. After all it's probably better you learn this way as opposed to on your own." Hinami looks down to him, worry clearly apparent on her face.

"What are we going to eat." She quietly speaks. He looks confused at her, probably for fretting on what he'd assume to be a somewhat frivolous manner. He suddenly widens his eyes, in expression of an assumed realization.

"That's right your that universe." He says to himself. "That… actually makes a lot of sense." I raise a brow to him. He looks back at us and continues. "You needn't worry about that. Your only needed sustenance here is sleep. However, that also means you can't use your kagunes. Well, unless you really wanted to, but it's best to not do that. You would then need to find a way to provide more energy for yourself, which would probably not end very well."

Hinami nods in

"Why are you talking to us anyway?!" I snap. He remains calm irritably in demeanor.

"I'm here to make an arrangement with you." He states, "Though, I would be lying if I were to say you all didn't interest me in a familiar sense."

Finally, I think. Now were getting somewhere. However Nishiki steals the words that are about to slip out my mouth.

"What kind of arrangement" He announces. Mr. Probably not Kaneki elaborates.

"It's more of a contract really, as it involves signing to make sure we were to seal the deal." He ponders. Nishiki's already lack of patience continues to wane.

"Just get on with it" he says roughly. The white and black haired fellow looks up to him from his position on the ground as if to get a better look at Nishiki. He retorts unperturbed.

"Well all right then." He says with a hint of fake urgency, "Imagine for a second, the difficulty of this game. Surely when putting your universe at stake, Sburb would try it's best to challenge you. One of the ways it challenges you, as you've had a slight glimpse at, is by monsters."

"Obviously. I still fail to see how it involves your intentions here."

"What I'm trying to say is; I could make a deal with you that would get rid of any troubles you would have with monsters on your journey. Could you imagine the hassle and death toll that could be prevented!" He rebuttals. Nishiki, stuck in his thoughts, loses his turn to speak, as my curiosity gives me two words to say.

"How so?" The Kaneki look-a-like glances my way to form a proper counter.

"If you make a contract with me" He leads, " I can prevent any monster from bringing tedious, and rather gory hassles to you. It would help trust me. The monsters here get stronger the longer you stay. The wont look like cute little goblins for long."

"And could you do that?" I question before realizing a more relevant concern. "Never mind that question, rather, why?" His eyes widen ever so slightly, piquing in interest.

"There is something you must do in return, of course! As a result of this contract, you must follow the rules I set out for you. Elaborated, I will create somewhat of a guide for you all play the game to the end." He concludes.

To me, the entire premise of this contract seems a little far-fetched. Luckily, it isn't a matter of seconds before I realize a highly important aspect of this arrangement.

"Couldn't you lead us to our deaths, then?" I interrogate.

"Yeah, I suppose" He shrugs. Hinami, who had been listening intently on this endeavor, quietly gasps. Nishiki scowls as well. I myself, not expecting such a nonchalant reply, respond immediately.

"Then that's hardly a deal!" I nearly shriek. He sighs before defending himself.

"The reason I wish to make this contract with you, is for my benefit, the benefit of being entertained. I've been here for a while and I'd like something to do. I've done this before with people from different sessions, different universes that is to say. I have come to realize leading people to their death is extremely easy. So easy, to the point in which it isn't entertaining at all. Trying to get a session to be successful is another story." He finishes.

I turn to Hinami and Nishiki. Hinami looks at us in a conflicted state. Nishiki shakes his head.

"I think a contact isn't what we'll be having. Thanks for the clarifications, I guess." I deem. He tilts his head, looking quite disappointed. As we get up to move on, he stands up to talk once more.

"You know", He states, "Ever since I've been here, I've never witnessed successful session without my the heed of my contact."

This stops us in our tracks. I turn to look at him, shock sure to be showing I my eyes.

"Oh" I manage to say. Nishiki adamantly speaks up.

"We'll keep it mind." He says back at him. His white and black hair flows in a slight gust of wind, the same reassuring smile returning to his face.

"All right, if and when you change your mind, just call for me. Okay?"

"What would we call you by?" I question.

"Sasaki Haise!"


May I clarify that Homestuck really has nothing to do with this other than I am a lazy sack of worthlessness and can't come up with my own stuff.

Anywhoo, hope you all enjoyed the chapter.

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